Maybe ironfalcon? Or anybody else with tony is fine too. Post endgame and tony is struggeling because he lost his arm in the snap ?? Thank you so much
thanks for this prompt! ironfalcon is so wonderfully rare. I could literally ship Sam with anyone in the MCU, I think.
tw - limb loss, depression mention
âI am not depressed.âÂ
Tony groaned internally as the words left his mouth. He sounded like a bratty child, not the calm, mature adult he was. Sam just left him feeling vulnerable, talking about these things.
âTony, thereâs no shame in it.â Samâs words were soft, comforting. They floated down over him and Tony sighed. âYou saved the entire universe at an extreme cost to yourâŚâ
âItâs an arm. Not the end of the world.â Tony looked at the stump of his missing arm, sighing heavily. It really wasnât a big deal. The world had millions of amputees. And despite the extraordinary circumstances, he was just another one of them. Itâd still be a couple of months until he was ready for a prosthetic, the nerves and muscles healing themselves. He wasnât even sure why it was upsetting him like this. It was silly.Â
âTony, you know I worked withâŚâ
âA zillion veterans, I know,â Tony said, sighing. Why couldnât he sound like less of a brat? âSam, Iâm not depressedâŚâÂ
Sam took his remaining hand, and Tony couldnât pull away. He wanted that comfort, that safety. In the aftermath of Thanos, he and Sam had grown closer and closer. Their first kiss had only been a few weeks earlier, and they hadnât put a name to anything, but yeah⌠in the deep darkness of his⌠okay, fine, his depression, that was a spark of hope.Â
âTonyâŚâ
âI donât know what Iâm supposed to do, Sam,â he admitted, having faced the word. âI feel tired and afraid, and youâre honestly the only thing that makes sense in this worldâŚâÂ
âThatâs a big role to play,â Sam murmured, bringing Tonyâs hand to his lips and kissing it, lightly. âTony, thereâs nothing wrong with not being okay. Itâs going to be a process, but Iâm here, and Iâm glad to be.âÂ
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âAlpha.â Sam surprised Tony in the kitchen early the next morning, coming around the corner and sliding his arm around the Alphas waist, lifting his red wings to hover over Tony's shoulders in a protective embrace. âGood morning.â
âSam.â Tony turned and kissed the Beta good morning, smiling because he and Sam were both wearing the ridiculous flannel pajama pants Clint had given everyone for Christmas last year. âYou are up early, honey, what's going on? Is everything alright? Do you need anything?â
âEverythings fine. I just wanted some time with you.â Sam bent his head to kiss Tony again, longer this time, lingering over his mouth. âBetween missions, and people coming by, and you and Bruce creating high tech stuff in the lab, I feel like you and I haven't had more than two minutes together.â
âIt's been a crazy few months.â Tony agreed and smiled when Sam kissed him again. âSo what? You set your alarm for five am because you figured I would be up?â
âActually, I set it for four thirty am because I know you creep downstairs, get into the kitchen and get your coffee and are back down in the lab like an evil scientist all within about six and a half minutes.â
âSix and a half?â Tony raised an eyebrow. Â âMr Wilson, if I didn't know better, I'd think you were stalking me.â
âOne manâs âstalkingâ is another manâs âpaying great attention to detailâ.â Sam countered. âAnd Mr. Stark, I would like to pay great attention to lots of your details.â
âDoes that line work on all the other pretty Alphaâs?â Tony batted his eyelashes teasingly. âBecause I must say I'm flattered.â Â
âI wouldn't know.â Sam bent close to purr in his ear. âYouâre the only pretty Alpha I'm interested in.â
Tony full on yelped when Sam grabbed him around the waist and lifted him onto the counter, moving between his legs and burying his face in Tony's neck, humming in satisfaction when Tony lifted his wings around them, hiding them in a warm wall of feathers.
âI've missed you, Tony. Alpha. Can we spend some time together?â
âSam--â Tony sucked in a quick breath when big hands slid down his waist and gripped at his ass, tugging him closer. âI've missed you too. But we shouldn't mess around here. Not in the kitchen, I mean. The family is going to be up at any minute and they probably don't want to see us doing the nasty on the counter.â
âYou fed them so much pizza last night we will be lucky if they are up before noon.â Sam mouthed down Tony's neck, letting his teeth scrape enough to make the Alpha growl in response. âWe have a few hours, I'm sure. And by the way, who says we look nasty doing this? I'll have you know, I am a professional at this sort of thing. We would look great on camera.â
âYeah?â Tony tried to quiet his laughter in Samâs shoulder. âA professional, hm? My oh my, I am flattered!â He let his wings drop, tilting his neck in something of a submissive gesture. âAnd what on earth could we do for a few hours, Mr Professional? You want to play Alpha?â
âTony.â Samâs fingers tightened around him. âYeah, let me play Alpha for you.â
Tony bit his lip in excitement. Sam was the only one he did this with, the only one that he would switch back and forth with. Sometimes it was Tony pinning Sam to the bed, biting down into his neck in a mark of ownership, even if it didn't actually form a bond with a Beta. Other times Sam would do his damndest to make Tony scream, using every trick he knew to have the Alpha begging beneath him for more.
No matter which position they chose, it was always fun between them, always heated and sexy, laughing in between kisses and arguing over which one of them was actually the Alpha while goading the other into proving it.
This time was no different, even though Sam had already decided he wanted to top.
Sam grabbed Tony tight, hooking his legs around his waist and carried him right out of the kitchen, slamming the door shut button on the elevator and sending it up towards the penthouse suite.
âWhat, you have to have a bed to do this?â Tony teased breathlessly. âToo old to do it in the kitchen?â
âYouâre older than me, Stark.â Sam retorted and dragged his fingers through Tony's hair, tilting his head up for a mind-drugging kiss. âIf anything, I'm worried about you breaking a hip on the kitchen floor. Wouldn't want you to slip or anything.â
âWhich is why--â Tony bit at Samâs bottom lip sharply and the Beta jerked against him. âWhich is why you still have me up against the elevator wall instead of letting me stand, hm? So I don't slip?â
âYouâre onto my plan.â Sam was mock-horrified and pushed Tony all the harder into the wall. âJust trying to look out for you. Keeping you off that dangerous floor. You should be thanking me.â
âThat's the worst excuse for wall sex Iâve ever heard.â Tony laughed out loud and Sam hushed him with another hard kiss, thrusting his tongue into the Alphaâs mouth until Tony was running his hands over Samâs shoulders and feathers, lifting his hips against him.
âSeems to me like my excuse is working.â Sam grinned into Tony's lips. âWhy don't we see how well it works when I take your pants off.â
âYou are awfully cocky for a man trying to seduce an Alpha.â Tony wiggled against him suggestively. âYouâd think the submissive route would work better with someone like me.â
âIâm not trying to seduce an Alpha.â Sam ground into Tony roughly, their pajama pants doing nothing to hide how aroused either of them were.
âOh yeah?â Tony's eyes were starting to shade red. âThen what the hell are you doing?â
Sam slowed down, cupped Tony's jaw in his hand and brought their lips together in a slow kiss. âIâm just trying to spend some time with the man I love. Itâs been months, Tony. Months since you and I have been together. Youâve been running yourself ragged taking care of the Omegas, and everyone and everything else in the Tower. I just want to take care of you. I want you to be able to relax and let someone else call the shots because you deserve a break. I love you, Tony. Let me show you how much.â
âDamn.â Tony swallowed hard, staring into Sam's dark brown eyes. âSam Iâ I love you too.â
âGood.â Sam took his mouth again in a sweet kiss. âSo...does that mean I can top? Because I really want to see you bouncing up and down on myââ
âSam!â Tony howled and snapped his wings out, the force of the motion forcing him off the wall and shoving Sam halfway across the elevator.
Sam was absolutely cackling, completely satisfied with himself, and when Tony pushed him to his knees, Sam went willingly, looking up and laughing at his Alpha.
âI should make you choke on my cock for that.â Tony's voice was dangerous, a tone that he never used with his Omegas and Sam sobered up instantly, curling his fingers through the waistband of Tony's sleep pants.
âWhatever you want, Alpha.â He said honestly. âI wasnât lying earlier. Youâve been stressed out and I love you and want you to relax. Just because I was kind of a pervy jerk about it doesnât mean it isnât true.â
âYeah?â Tony asked and Sam nodded, running his thumb over the sharp vee of Tony's hip, tracing it through the flannel. âSo if I wanted you to choke on my cock you would? What if I wanted to tie you up? Gag you?â His wings lifted almost menacingly. âYouâd let me do whatever I wanted to?â
âAnything you want, Alpha.â Sam promised, his eyes glowing in adoration and Tony breathed a deep sigh, his posture relaxing, something like peace warming his gaze because he knew Sam would do whatever he wanted, all of that and more, and that was both powerful and humbling all at the same time.
If the Alpha asked, Sam would do it, nothing but trust, love, want winding between them.Â
But Tony never asked, because he didn't need or want that kind of submission, that kind of dynamic between them.
Instead he bent and kissed him, soft and slow and trilled something comforting, watching as Sam relaxed as well.
âWell if thatâs the case, if you will in fact do anything I wantââ Tony pushed at Sam lightly until the Beta was laying back on the floor and climbed on top of him, settling heavy over his hips, his lips twitching in a smile when Sam's beautiful eyes lit. Tony took a second to comb his fingers through the red feathers, spreading his own wings out to compare the shades, enjoying the soft texture, and scent of sandalwood that always accompanied Sam.
âYouâre killing me, Tony.â The Beta said with a chuckle when Tony didnât say anything for a full two minutes. âI do love when you just sit on me and play with my wings, but come on. Finish your sentence. If thatâs the caseâŚâ
âIf thatâs the case,â Tony repeated, and slipped his hands under Sam's shirt. âI much prefer it if you call it riding versus bouncing.â
Sam shouted with laughter, and started ripping at Tony's clothes.
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âAlpha.â Sam roused Tony close to half an hour later and Tony shifted on top of him with a groan.
âSam. Let me sleep. All that bouncing wore me out and it's still early as hell.â
Sam smoothed a hand over Tony's hair, scratching down his back and stroking the base of his wings soothingly. âI love you.â Sam kissed his head. âBut seriously, we should move. Weâre still in the elevator, and I feel like people are going to get suspicious if it's stopped for this long.â
âHoney, I think JARVIS just automatically stops it if you and I are in here, and everyone knows us enough to just take the stairs. Â What is this, like the fourth time weâve done this?â
âFifth.â Sam corrected. âYou were drunk one night and we ended up in here too.â
âSam Wilson!â Tony sounded horrified. âYou took advantage of me in the elevator while I was drunk?â
âYou took my pants off, Tony.â Sam said patiently. âAnd then laughed hysterically because I was wearing-â
ââblue silk boxers with snowflakes on them.â Tony finished. âI do remember that. We still messed around. Good for you, getting it up after being laughed at. I feel like I laughed really really hard at you.â
âJesus Christ.â Sam shook his head and gave up on trying not to laugh. âTony. Yes, you laughed for a very long time, but thankfully, just seeing you is enough to get things started at my end, so drunk you giggling and ripping at my pants works well too.â
Tony sighed happily and lay harder against him. âThanks for this, Sam. I didn't realize how badly I needed it. I appreciate you doing this.â
âNow why do you say it like that?â Sam rubbed at Tony's back, shifting beneath him to try and get more comfortable on the elevator floor. âLike it's some sort of a hardship to be with you? I told you, I like the view from this angle. Plus I donât have to do any of the work when youâre on top, but I still get to be inside you. Not a difficult thing to enjoy, Alpha.â
âLazy ass.â Tony said affectionately. âJust the laziest top ever. But seriously, thank you.â
âAlpha.â Sam held him close. âYouâve been burning yourself out with all of us lately. Bucky needs so much love, of course, and I know Nats been struggling and now Clint with Phil. You donât ever stop worrying about Bruce, and you and Steve havenât been able to connect like you want to, and an Alpha needs his Omegas. You need them just like they need you. But you never speak up, you know? When you need something. I'm a Beta, so thereâs not a whole lot I can do to take care of you, not like your Omegas can butââ
âYou do just fine.â Tony say up and kissed him lovingly. âSam, you are wonderful to me. You always are. Always have been. But we should get out of here and into my bed, because youâre right, people are going to be upset about the elevator. So letâs go, and why donât you show me how wonderful you are again.â
âMore time with you sounds like the perfect way to spend my morning.â Sam nodded. âCan we get this thing moving again?â
The elevator turned on with a low rumble and they started moving again.
âThank you JARVIS.â Tony called.
âOh, youâre welcome sir. I was expecting something along these lines and have rerouted everyone as needed.â
âItâs weird that the AI knows our habits well enough for this sort of thing. Creeps me out.â Sam commented and then he jumped when JARVIS spoke again.
âI would rather you talk to me, rather than about me, Mr Wilson.â
âYou offended him.â Tony whispered. âApologize.â
âUh, sorry JARVIS.â Sam offered and jabbed Tony when the Alpha laughed at him. âQuiet, you.â
âPut me in bed and make me.â Tony challenged as the elevator doors opened, and Sam growled playfully.
âStart running.â
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âWould you let me knot you?â Tony asked later, the words muffled in a pillow.
âRight now?â Sam paused mid motion, halfway to reaching for more lotion. âUh, Alpha, I know we joke about who gets to top and all that, and you know I trust you, but uhââ
âAre you saying no?â Tony sounded upset and Sam went back to massaging his lower back, working the lotion into the lean muscles.
âIâm saying that Steve is literally made to take your knot and he still limps after a night with you.â Sam chewed at his bottom lip anxiously. âBut if that's what you wanted, then sure. We could maybe get some toys that would help me prep? I think it would take a few daysâŚ?â
âI was joking, Sam.â Tony's wings fluttered as he grinned. âIâd never ask anyone other than an Omega to even try. Thanks for being willing though.â
âOh thank god.â Sam bent and lay a kiss between Tony's shoulder blades, between where his wings lay. âBecause I will try anything with you once, but I feel like I'd have to be drunk to try that.â
âWell then, I'll have to get you drinking my whiskey.â Tony rolled his hips and sighed when Samâs strong hands dug into the knots low on his back, and then moved lower. âYou got another one in you?â
âAlpha, I haven't had anything in me.â Sam retorted and bit the curve of Tony's ass when he laughed out loud. âBut youâve had two so isn't the question whether or not you can handle another one?â
âYou want one in you?â Tony rolled over onto his stomach, then with a push of his wings flipped them both over so Sam was lying beneath him. âHm? Think you can handle taking me?â
âWell we never find out if you don't stop talking.â Sam teased. âWhat are you waiting for, Alpha?â
Tony just bared his teeth in a grin and pushed Samâs legs apart.
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Bucky could not handle scenting Sam on Tony. Or maybe it was that he scented Tony on Sam, because when the Beta showed up in the kitchen reeking of Alpha, Bucky thought he would scream.
âBuck?â Clint sent him a concerned look when Bucky shoved away from the table and bolted from the room. âBucky?â Clint raised his voice and Steve looked up from the stove.
âClint? What happened?â
âI don't know.â Clint frowned. âBucky just took off, I don't know what's wrong.â
âYou probably smell.â Pietro elbowed Wanda, who zapped him with a bolt of power. âOuch! Dam it! Alright, you don't smell but it was still probably you.â
âBrother--â she warned and Tony walked by and slapped her hands down.
âNo frying your brother in the kitchen, Wanda, you know that. Pietro, would you watch your language? You might think youâre grown, but this is still my house. Good morning, sweetheart.â The Alpha brushed a kiss over Steveâs mouth. âWhereâs Bucky?â
âHe took off when I came in.â Sam answered, taking a big gulp of coffee and popping a pain reliever while winking at Tony. âJust ran right out the door.â
Tony's lips twitched in a smile when he saw Sam swallow the pill, knowing the Beta would be sore later in the day, and not feeling bad about it at all. âWhy would Bucky just leave when--â Tony's voice trailed off when Natasha came through the door, pressing her nose to Samâs neck and breathing in deep.
âMmm. Sam. Alpha smells good on you.â Â She pecked Samâs cheek, then lifted on her toes to give Tony a kiss as well, white wings flicking out to touch his before heading to the stove to see what Steve was making for breakfast.
âSam smells like you, and Bucky couldn't handle it.â Bruce came up behind Tony and touched his shoulder, rubbing his nose against Tony's when the Alpha turned around. âHe bolted the second Sam walked through the door.â
âBut he doesn't mind the scent of me, anymore.â Tony frowned. âWeâve worked through that. Weâve even gotten⌠close-ish. And he hasn't had a problem. And he has always had a good relationship with Sam.â
âIt's not that the scent bothers him...â Bruce supplied, letting the words dangle and hoping Tony would finish his thought. Â
âHeâs jealous.â Tony realized. âThat Sam spent time with me.â Then his expression changed, his wings lifting in interest, the barest hint of red edging into his gaze. âHeâs jealous.â
âEasy, Alpha.â Sam cautioned, watching Tony's hands clench into fists. âJust because heâs jealous doesn't mean heâs ready for anything.â
âOh I know.â Tony nodded, but he wasn't looking at any of them, staring out the door that Bucky had left through. âBut heâs jealous.â
âI feel like youâre happier than you should be about this.â Bruce said dryly.
What if Tony had a pet? A fancy, fluffy black cat that seems to hate Sams guts, and Sam is not jealous of the little thing, especially not when the cat seems to always be plastered against Tony, curled up on his chest when Sam comes into the bedroom and finds Tony asleep, Sam is not jealous when he sees Tony petting, hugging and even cooing at the little fluffy devil. And the worst thing of all is that the cat seems to go out of his way to cockblock him.
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Sam likescats just fine. Really he does. If he was asked he would say he is a cat personrather than a dog person and he didnât need Clintâs and Buckyâs jokes about howthat didnât fit. But the point is. Sam likes cats. He loves them, they love himand it all works out. Usually.
But notwith Tonyâs cat.
Tonyâs catis, of course, special. It wouldnât be Tonyâs if it wasnât but even Sam has toadmit that this is a bit much.
The catadores Tony, clearly, always around him, cuddling up, being pampered by Tonyand loving every second going by the constant purr thatâs going on. Itâs notthat Sam has a problem with that, he really doesnât, but. He does have aproblem with it.
Because asmuch as the cat seems to love Tony, itâs pretty clear that it hates Sam.
And Sam hasthe scratches to proof it too.
Itâs noteven that he purposefully disturbs the cat or something. Itâs just thatwhenever he comes close to Tony, in any capacity, the cat is suddenly there,coming out of nowhere, and it makes very clear that it doesnât like Sam beingthis close to Tony.
Even ifthere are at least three feet between them.
âThe stupidcat hates me,â Sam mutters as he flops down on the couch and Bucky, onlynarrowly avoiding Buckyâs metal arm in the process.
âIt reallydoes,â Bucky agrees and pats Samâs head.
âYouâresupposed to tell me Iâm seeing things, that itâs my imagination. This is nothelping,â Sam groans.
âAnd lyingto you is somehow going to help? Sorry, Sam, but the cat does hate you.Everyone knows it. Except maybe Tony. Even Thor noticed and he is not here halfthe time.â
âWhat did Iever do to the cat?â Sam asks and buries his face further in Buckyâs chest.
âI wouldguess you are trying to woo Tony and the cat doesnât like it.â
âBut how?âSam whined. âHow the fuck does the stupid cat even know what I am trying to do.Itâs just a cat.â Sam paused for a second. âAnd I donât even know if it has aname. Tony has so many nicknames for the cat itâs impossible to make out if oneof it could be really the name.â
âWhy donâtyou ask him?â
âI did, andhe just laughed in my face,â Sam grumbled and then pushed himself up. âI am notgonna be defeated by a stupid cat. I will ask Tony out today and if I have todo it with the beast hanging from my face then I will,â Sam declared and Buckyactually looked proud.
âYou go getyour man, bird boy. Iâll cheer you on.â
âFrom thesafety of this couch, right?â Sam asked with an eye roll and Bucky laughed.
âYou knowme entirely too well.â
âI wonâttell you how it went then.â
âAs if youhad to. If he says yes, youâre gonna walk around like youâre high, donâtpretend. Now shoo and get him.â
Sam flippedBucky the bird before he left but Bucky didnât even respond to that. Samimmediately went to find Tony, who was on the couch, cuddling the littlemonster but who also seemed really pleased to see Sam.
The cat onthe other hand, was not pleased at all, going by the growling and hissing.
âWhatâs upwith you, buttercup?â Tony asked and stroke his fingers through the probablyreally soft fur. Not that Sam would know.
âThe catdoesnât like me,â Sam told Tony, who looked surprised at that.
âBut helikes you just fine,â Tony said with a little frown. âI saw you two spendingtime together and getting along.â
Samactually had the urge to check Tony for a fever. âWhat the hell are you talkingabout? The little beast does nothing but attack me.â He didnât mention the partwhere he also effectively cockblocked Sam.
âButTâChalla and you are friends?â Tony uncertainly asked and now Sam really neededto know if he was sick.
âDo youhave a fever? What does TâChalla have to do with anything?â
Instead ofan answer from Tony the cat gracefully got up and jumped down to the ground.Even before it touched down something blurry went on and suddenly TâChalla wasstanding in front of Sam.
âAnd youlaughed when I asked you if you liked to dress as a cat,â Sam weakly managedand Tony burst out laughing.
âI thoughtyou knew,â Tony wheezed through another fit of laughter.
âHow wouldI have known, if no one ever brought that up?â Sam asked incredulous and thenglared at TâChalla.
âAnd whatthe fuck is your problem. You said you liked me! How does that translate tonearly clawing my eyes out when I attempt to ask Tony out?â
âYou weretrying to ask me out?â Tony asked, suddenly serious again and eyes huge in hisbeautiful face.
âYou andBarnes seem awfully close,â TâChalla said. âI was just trying to make sure youare serious about this.â
âAnd youdonât think coming up to me and asking âHey, Sam, I noticed you have a thingfor Tony. Arenât you with Bucky? How does this work? Are you serious aboutTony?â would have done the trick?â
âThis wasmore fun,â TâChalla admitted with a cheeky grin and then bent down to kiss Tonyon the head. âI approve,â he whispered loud enough that Sam could hear him.
âWhat thefuck,â Sam said because he felt like he hadnât properly translated hisdisbelieve at this whole situation.
âHe knowsme for almost as long as Rhodey does,â Tony admitted after TâChalla left. âHeis a little overprotective sometimes.â Tony turned a thoughtful glance at Sam.âAnd you and Bucky do seem awfully close,â he lowly admitted and Sam sighedwhile he sat down next to Tony.
âAs do youand Rhodey, to be honest. I caught you sleeping in the same bed,â Sam remindedhim.
âWeârefriends! Heâs like my brother. Thereâs nothing going on!â Tony quickly declaredand Sam shrugged.
âSame withme and Bucky.â
âSo, whatare you saying?â Tony asked him, but he was already leaning into Sam.
âIâm sayingthat I like you and I wanted to ask you out on a date for almost four monthsnow.â
Tonysnorted. âThatâs how long TâChalla has been an ass to you?â
âYeah,â Samadmitted.
âHedefinitely needs to make up for that lost time,â Tony decided. âAnd since weboth waited entirely too long for this date to finally happen, how about we goright now, before something else comes up?â
âSoundslike the perfect plan. But I tell you right now, no more cats when we aretogether. I donât want TâChalla to be snuggled up to you real close while Ihave to take whatâs left.â
âHoney, Ipromise, from now on TâChalla can go look for someone else to cuddle. Iâm allyours now,â Tony promised.
âThatsounds like something I could get used to,â Sam said and then leaned in to kissthe happy smile right off Tonyâs face.
Hello!! First, I love that this is a blog now!!! I love ironfalcon and I love that I have a place to go now to satisfy my craving lol :) if I may, I would like to prompt blind date. Either Sam or tony pov is fine, I just have this image in my head of them being nervous and slightly worried about meeting the other for the first time, but the date goes great!! Please and thank you!!! :D
So, Sam hasnât been on a date for a while. And he has been finebeing single, thank you verymuch.
But Steve and Bucky are obnoxiousassholes and Natasha-
Well.
One simply doesnât argue withNatasha.
So Samâs here, dressed in his nicestclothes (They are new. Heâd been dragged out for shopping.) andchecking his appearance critically. Does he look okay? Heâs tried âand failed -  to tell himself this is just a casual thing, nothing tobe worried about butâŚ
If nothing else, he wants to make agood first expression.
Sam turns in front of the mirror,dark eyes scanning the way his dress shirt clings to his body,accentuating his muscular frame as well as the jeans that are a tadtighter, more snug than he normally wears.
He tries not to notice that hispalms are getting sweaty. Tries to ignore the nervousness rising.
There is no reason tobe nervous; Sam doesnât even KNOW the guy yet.
Sam sighs. Blind dates suck.
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Heâs at the restaurant and ready toadmit that he might die ofnervousness. Even more so because itâs ten minutes after the agreedtime and his date hasnât showed up yet.
Sam chews on his bottom lip. Did heget stood up?
Just as heâs about to send Natasha atext and leave, thereâs suddenly loud noises coming from the entranceand Sam looks up. He spots a handsome man with a neatly-trimmedgoatee, red-tinted sunglasses gesturing extensively while heâs beingpushed forward by a dark-skinned man.
âStop it, Rhodey!â,the guy hisses. âIâm going!Iâm going, watch me go. Iâm not running!â
âLike Hell Iâm stopping. Iâve hadto drag your sorry ass all the way here. Now go and enjoy your date!â
Sam doesnât mean to eavesdrop butthey are talkingrather loudly. His breath hitches slightly at the word âdateâ.But he doesnât stand up or anything, just quietly watches the twofuss around for another minute, before âRhodeyâ gives the man onelast push and a glare and leaves.
The man mutters something, pushesone hand through his hair. Then he lifts his head to look around theroom and-
Samâs breath hitches again whentheir eyes meet. Heâs never been so thankful for his dark skin; itdoesnât show the blush. (But he can sure feel the heat of hischeeks.)
The man comes over to him, slowly,and Sam tracks his every move. His heartbeat picks up but the otherguy is smiling, a soft thing of a smile that looks like he doesnâtuse it often enough and Sam returns it easily.
âHeyâ, the man says, sounding abit sheepish. âSam, I assume?â
âWould be rightâ, Sam answers.His nervousness slowly fades already. âTony?â
Thereâs a nod. Tony holds out hishand and Sam takes it without hesitation. âIâm your date for theevening. Sorry you had to witness my little, uh⌠freakout.â
Sam laughs at that as they taketheir seats. He canât believe how natural this already feels.
âDonât worry about it. Youexpressed perfectly how I was feeling up until now, too!â
Tony looks up at him at that, eyescrinkling with the smile heâs sporting.
âWas?â,he repeats.
âWasâ, Sam agrees, getting lostin the beautiful brown of Tonyâs eyes for a moment. âNot anymore.âHe doesnât add that he hopes this wonât be their only date. Instead,he says: âIâm actually happy Natasha set this up for me.â
Somehow Tony perks up at the nameand the spark of curiosity that lights up his whole face leaves Sambreathless for a moment.
âNatasha? Natasha Romanov?â AtSamâs nod, Tony lets out a laugh and settles back into his chairbefore he starts honest-to-God giggling.
âOh my God, this is awesome!â
And then he explains how he has awoman in his life that is called Pepper, and that Pepper knowsNatasha and together they decided for Sam and Tony to meet. Itâs onlythe start of a very nice evening; talking to Tony is easy, so easyand Sam enjoys it thoroughly.
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They end the evening outside,standing close together in the chilly night air.
Samâs smiling; his cheeks alreadyhurt because somehow he hasnât stopped smiling even once during thewhole time. Tonyâs expression is a soft one, lips turned upwards.
âSoâ, he says, tilting his head.âThat was probably the best evening Iâve had in a long while. Thankyou for that, Sam.â
Sam grins, feeling giddy andexcited. âRight back at you, Tony. I really enjoyed this.â
He doesnât say âMaybe wecan repeat this?â and it seemshe doesnât have to, because Tony leans forward and then their lipsmeet for a soft, gentle kiss.
âLooking forward for the nextdateâ, Tony mumbles quietly
Rhodey was due to come back every minute now and Tony couldnât be happier about that.
He was back at the team dinners, just like he had promised Sam, but he couldnât enjoy it anymore. Tony was aware that Sam was not actually behaving differently towards him, but he still thought every glance Sam threw him was judging.
Sam never brought the food issue up again, and Tony didnât try to encourage him by actually eating something but he knew that Sam was still worrying about him.
In the meantime, Tony was healthier than ever, because Samâs love for the Supersoldier(s) seemed to have exploded and now Tony was drenched in love whenever he even came close to Sam.
It hurt, having proof of Samâs love for someone not him thrown into his face like that, but on the other hand Tony couldnât help but love him more for it.
Samâs love was so pure and it was so strong and steady, it just made him more beautiful all around and Tony cursed himself every day he came up for dinner or whenever Sam came down to his workshop.
The food issue had shortly stopped Sam from seeking him out in the workshop, but now everything was back to normal and Sam spent as much time around Tony as he did before.
Tony enjoyed their time together, he really did, especially since he got fed like this all the time, but it also hurt a lot to always see the love surrounding Sam and knowing it wasnât for him.
But now that Rhodey was going to be back for at least a few weeks, Tony could whisk him away for dinner and business whenever team dinner came around, so he wouldnât have to spent so much time around Sam.
Tony was prowling up and down in his workshop when Jarvis announced âColonel Rhodes has landed on the pad.â
Tony was out of the workshop in a second and Jarvis was moving the elevator as fast as he could but it still felt too slowly for Tony.
When he finally arrived, Rhodey was already out of his suit and walking towards the elevator.
Before Tony could even fully take in if Rhodey looked healthy or not, he was soaked up in so much love that it nearly knocked the wind out of him.
Tony was still sometimes surprised by the amount of love Rhodey had for him, but it was always a welcome surprise nowadays and Tony laughed as he wrapped Rhodey up in a hug.
âOh, how I missed you, platypus,â he said and Rhodey chuckled but he squeezed him just as tight.
âMissed you too, Tones. Even though I still think you only miss me for my love,â he said teasingly, knowing full well that Tony never needed to worry about a thing when Rhodey was around.
âOh, honey, I am sorry to inform you that I donât need you anymore for food purposes,â Tony said with a wink when he pulled back and Rhodeyâs eyebrow shot up in surprise.
âFound someone else to love you, huh?â he asked while they stepped into the elevator.
âNot precisely. Found someone else who loves is more like it.â
âYouâre leeching again, arenât you?â
âMaybe,â Tony said and got a poke to his side for that. âOkay, yes I am. But itâs not like I am actively searching him out. Sam always comes to my workshop and he insists I attend team dinner, even though I never eat anything and he knows that, and itâs just really convenient?â
âIâm glad youâre getting enough food,â Rhodey said in answer to that and pulled Tony in for a kiss to his temple.
âBut,â Tony said and slightly pulled away from Rhodey, âyou canât leave again, donât leave me here on my own again, I cannot feed from Sam anymore.â Tony practically whined at the end and Rhodey furrowed his brows at him.
âAnd why is that?â he asked.
âI feel dirty,â Tony admitted. âI lied to him when he figured out that somethingâs going on with my eating habits and then still leech off him even though his love is not for me, and I just feel dirty. Donât leave again, please.â
âYou never felt guilty about using love not meant for you,â Rhodey mused and scrutinized Tony.
Tony squirmed under his gaze and then realized that they should have long reached Rhodeyâs floor.
âJarvis, why is this elevator not opening?â he asked in an attempt to get out of answering Rhodeyâs implied question.
âI felt that it was crucial for Colonel Rhodes to talk to you,â Jarvis smoothly replied and Tony cursed his own invention.
âFine, we talked, we can leave now.â
âNo, we didnât. Why do you feel guilty about using Samâs love to keep you healthy?â Rhodey asked and now that there was finally a question for Tony, he knew Jarvis wouldnât let them leave.
âCome on,â Tony tried to deflect nonetheless. âLetâs get out of here, you must be starving.â
âTony,â Rhodey said, very obviously unimpressed by Tonyâs attempt at a diversion.
âFine,â Tony sighed. âI may have done the dumb thing and fallen in love with Sam.â
Rhodey didnât even seem surprised. âAnd why does feeding off him make you guilty?â
âBecause his love is not for me, and therefore I shouldnât use something he doesnât want to give me freely and it just feels wrong. Like Iâm betraying him somehow.â
âYouâre not betraying him, Tony,â Rhodey said and pulled Tony into his side. âAnd if it bothers you so much tell him, and then you can ask if itâs still alright for you to feed off his love. If he tells you no, then you stop. If he says itâs okay, no problem. If he tells you he loves you back, even better.â
Tony groaned. âNot happening, Rhodey. He loves one or even both of the soldier boys. There is no place for little old me.â
Tony turned to look at Rhodey and went on before he even could respond to that. âAnd what do you mean âtell himâ? As if I can just go up to Sam and say, âHey, by the way, I am not fully human and feed off love and your love for the soldiers has been keeping me alive for the past few months, so thanks for thatâ?â
Rhodey shrugged. âSure, why not. Maybe give him some time to process it but yeah. That sounds like a solid plan.â
âYou gotta be joking,â Tony said but Rhodey seemed dead serious.
âYou are insane!â Tony exclaimed and threw his hands in the air. âJarvis, get me out of here, maybe his stupid is contagious.â
To his immense surprise Jarvis opened the doors and Tony quickly stepped out into the living room of Rhodeyâs suite.
âTony, why wouldnât you tell him. He is your friend, he likes you, and to be honest, he seems like the most accepting person in your team. If you canât tell him, you will never be able to tell the others.â
âWho said I am going to tell the others,â Tony said and busied himself with getting some water for the both of them.
âWe talked about this. You said you would tell your team if you ever feel completely comfortable with them. Since that still isnât the case, I have not been pressuring you, but you are comfortable around Sam. You just said he comes to your workshop all the time. Name three other people who are allowed in whenever.â
Rhodey looked at him and Tony cursed. âYou know damn well I can only name two, honeybear. That is not playing fair.â
Rhodey shrugged as if he couldnât care less. âMaybe it means something then, that Sam is allowed in. Maybe it means you should trust him.â
âMaybe it means you can leave right now if you keep this up,â Tony grumbled and then immediately bit his lip.
He didnât want Rhodey to leave, he just came back after all, and he was about to apologize when Rhodey stepped close and ruffled his hair.
âNot leaving, and you know that. Now come on, I am actually really hungry, the pizza should arrive soon and I heard there is a new movie I havenât seen yet.â
âYou ordered pizza on your way here,â Tony said and leaned into the contact. âSneaky, I like,â he went on when Rhodey nodded and then dragged him onto the couch.
âAnd youâre right, there is this one movie with horrible science in it, I want you to suffer with me,â Tony told Rhodey while Jarvis was already starting the movie.
They ended up on the couch, snuggled together since they long abandoned personal space with each other. The pizza was good, the movie was horrible and Rhodey agreed with him there, and the evening was just perfect.
~*~*~
Tony managed to avoid team dinner for almost a week, always claiming to show Rhodey a new movie or dragging him off to yet another work binge in the shop but eventually Rhodey called him out on his bullshit.
The team was very understanding, even Sam, though he had looked a tad sadder than usual, and so Tony hadnât expected the protest to come from Rhodey himself.
âTony, come on. They are your friends, and I like them too, and team dinner sounds nice actually.â
âBut SamâŚâ Tony started and Rhodey rolled his eyes at him.
âI will be there, you can eat my love, you donât have to leech off him and you know it. Come on, just admit it, it would be nice to spend some time with him again, donât tell me otherwise. Now you can finally enjoy your time with him without feeling guilty about it.â
Tony groaned, because Rhodey actually had a point there, though he is not about to admit that.
âFine, fine. You win. One evening.â
âThree, and no complain about that,â Rhodey shot back and Tony wanted to protest, he really wanted to, but Rhodey actually seemed to look forward to eat with the team and Tony immediately felt bad about keeping him from them.
âDonât do this,â Rhodey said and pulled him close. âI can see that you worked yourself into some unnecessary guilt and I am not having it. So either spill or let it go.â
âYou know me too well, platypus,â Tony mumbled, but didnât explain anything.
âYou idiot,â Rhodey fondly said and then dragged him up for dinner.
It went fine, as good as ever, even though Tony didnât even pretend to eat today, too busy catching up with everyone and listening to their stories.
It brought him some concerned glances from Natasha, and even Steve seemed to have caught up on the fact that something was wrong, but Sam determinedly kept his glance away from Tonyâs plate as it seemed.
When Tony fell silent Rhodey nudged him in the side to get his attention and drag him back into the conversation and Tony was so lucky to have Rhodey, he sometimes didnât know what he would do without him.
The dinner went fine, so fine in fact that Tony forgot to worry about it on the next evening and of course that was when Clint decided to call him out on his lack of eating.
âTony, come on, you never eat enough, youâre not eating at all right now, donât you like Samâs food?â he asked and Tony went stiff all over when everyone looked at him.
âI donât⌠Iâm notâŚâ Tony stuttered out but he couldnât finish the sentence, too afraid that he would have to admit to everything right now but it was actually Natasha who saved him.
âMaybe he lives off love and air,â she joked when it became clear that Tony wouldnât say anything.
Tony flinched at that, it was too close to the truth, but Rhodey put a steading hand on his thigh.
âThat would beâŚkind of creepy actually. Like a violation, taking things no one wants to give him, like a kind of monsterâ Clint commented with worry in his voice and Tonyâs eyes shot up to look at Sam.
If he would see the same worry and disgust he could hear in Clintâs voice on Samâs face he wouldnât be able to stand it.
But Samâs face was carefully blank, eyes fixed on a point on the table and Tony couldnât stand that for another second either.
He shot up and practically fled from the kitchen, Rhodey closely in tow, but he didnât stop until they reached the workshop.
âWhat do I do now?â he frantically asked and paced in front of Rhodey, who just stood there and watched him. âWhat do I do, what do I do, they are gonna figure it out, they are gonna hunt me like Iâm one of the monsters we fight on a regular basis, did you see their look, what am I gonna do?â
âYouâre not gonna do anything, Tony,â Rhodey told him. âThey wonât hunt you down and you know it, they donât even know the truth and they will never figure it out if you donât tell them. I need you to calm down.â
Tony realized that he had started to hyperventilate and he tried to take deep breaths but it wasnât working so much and in the end Rhodey had to coach his breathing.
When Tony was calm again he noticed that they were on the couch now, Tony with his back to Rhodeyâs chest so that he could feel him breathing and Tony slumped against him.
âBack with me again?â Rhodey asked and Tony nodded.
âGood, because Sam is asking to come in,â Rhodey went on and Tony went cold all over again.
âWhat does he want?â he lowly asked and Rhodey shrugged beneath him.
âI donât know but Iâm guessing it has something to do with dinner.â
âDonât leave me,â Tony pleaded but Rhodey was already getting up.
âI donât think he wants me here for this.â
âBut I, I need you here for this,â Tony pleaded. âDonât leave me alone with him, Rhodey, please donât.â
âIt will be alright,â Rhodey said and bend down to kiss him on the head. âJarvis will call me the moment you need me, wonât you, buddy?â
âOf course, Colonel.â
âSee. I wonât even go far, Iâll stay on this floor. So Iâll be back in a second if you need me to.â
Tony felt unsteady even sitting down but Rhodey wasnât swayed and in the next second he left the shop while Sam came in.
Tony put his arms around his middle, trying to keep himself together somehow, even before Sam started to talk.
âSo,â Sam began and Tony was too afraid to even look at him.
Tony didnât say anything and eventually Sam sat down on a chair opposite of the couch. âI am guessing Natasha hit kind of a sore spot with what she said,â Sam mused and Tony shrugged.
âMaybe?â he carefully asked, still keeping his gaze low.
âAir, love or both?â Sam asked him and Tony felt himself starting to shake.
He had never told anyone besides Jarvis and Rhodey, and he didnât know how to do this, how to tell him the truth and not make Sam hate him.
âLove,â he eventually whispered, when Sam stayed silent to give him time to answer.
The reaction he got was exactly how he had expected this to go. Samâs face got hard and he stood up, taking a few steps away from Tony.
âWhy did you never say anything?â he asked, and he sounded hurt.
âI never wanted anyone to know,â Tony whispered.
âBut I could have stayed away. If only you had said something, I would have stayed away, Tony,â Sam said and he sounded hurt.
âYou are the only one who feeds me when Rhodey isnât here, why would I have told you to stay away?â Tony ask, painfully aware that he admitted to leeching off Sam right then and there.
âBecause clearly itâs not reciprocated. You never acknowledged it, and I wouldnât have bothered you with it, never, there has to be someone else you can feed off.â
âHowâŚwould I know if itâs not reciprocated?â Tony asked, unsure about what they were talking about now.
âBecause you never said anything! If you would feel the same you surely would have said something, so I am guessing you donât feel the same.â
Tonyâs head snapped up at that only to see Samâs eyes get wide.
âAm I your only source of food? Is that why you endured it? Because there is nothing else for you to eat here? Is that why you kept me and my unwanted feelings around?â
âIâŚ.youâre in love with the supersoldiers,â Tony eventually managed and Sam actually seemed surprised by that.
âWhy the hell would you think that?â
âBecause it makes sense?â Tony asked and Sam shook his head.
âHow can you live off love and be so oblivious?â Sam asked him.
âItâs not like I know who the love is for!â Tony almost yelled at Sam.
âBut you know Rhodey loves you,â Sam said with a frown.
âBecause I have known him for almost all my life. Because I know by now that his love for someone else feels, tastes, different than his love for me. But it took me a damn long time to figure that one out.â
âWhat does his love taste like?â Sam asked, voice quiet and Tony couldnât look at him any longer.
âItâs fierce and soothing all at once; it feels like reassurance and stability, endless and sweet.â
Sam nodded once. âWhat does my love taste like?â
It tastes like home, Tony didnât say.
âItâs warm and comforting, deep and steady,â Tony said instead.
âAnd itâs not for them,â Sam added to Tonyâs description.
âBut it started during team dinner. And they are always there, you spend most of your time with them, it just makes sense.â
Before Sam could say anything to that, Tony continued.
âThatâs the reason I stopped coming. I know it wasnât for me and I still took it like I had any right to it. I felt bad for that, I still do, and I am so sorry I took your love for them and twisted it into something for me, but, itâs just, you have so much, I figured it wouldnât hurt you. But I wonât be doing it again, I canât apologize enough.â
âThe only one it hurt was you,â Sam gave back. âAnd you didnât twist it into anything, it was yours to begin with.â
Tony drew back into himself even more. âYou donât have to give it to me. Itâs fine. I can live without it for a long time. Rhodey will be by more regularly now, itâs okay, you donât have to offer this to me.â
âTony,â Sam said and his voice was soft and much closer than Tony had expected.
âMy love has been for you from the beginning. Iâm not in love with Steve and Bucky. I love you.â
Tonyâs head snapped up at that, disbelieve clear on his face, going by the pained expression on Samâs face.
âI have been in love with you for a very long time,â Sam told him and Tony weakly shook his head.
âBut you didnât say anything.â
âI thought it was not reciprocated. Is it? Not reciprocated? Do you want me to leave?â
Tony quickly reached out to grab Samâs hand.
âYour love tastes like home,â Tony mumbled and Sam laughed and pulled him up.
âWhat does your love taste like?â Sam asked him and pulled him closer.
Burnt and broken, like it can destroy everything, Tony thought, thinking back to the previous times his love had ruined everything.
âI donât know,â he mumbled, honestly too, because he couldnât place the sunshine and sweetness that accompanied his own love now.
âWhy donât we find out together?â Sam asked him and Tony smiled cautiously.
âI would like that.â
âGood,â Sam whispered and drew him in for a soft kiss.
Telling someone about his abilities had never gone over so well.
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Can I just say I already love what you guys are doing! Anyway how about the team doesn't know about Sam and Tony, so when Sam walks in the room he kisses Tony like all casual and the team is like "????....heck?"
Tony is already in the kitchen. He actually just woke up instead ofhaving been awake for an unhealthy amount of hours. His hair is messyand heâs nursing his first cup of coffee. Speaking to him wonât workjust yet.
Overall, Tony in this moment of sleepiness and peace and Samâs heartthreatens to explode with the overwhelming rush of love he has forthis man.
A sleep-soft Tony with unruly bedhair and a lingering blush on hischeeks is the cutest sight Sam has ever seen. The fact that he isso lucky to wake up to this sight only amazes him more.
He canât resist. Sam walks over,smiling affectionately and Tony looks up at him with gentle browneyes. When his lips curl into a small smile, Sam is already bendingforward to kiss it.
Tony hums when Sam kisses him,presses forward to bring one hand up, cupping Samâs cheek and-
âWhat the fuck.â
The unexpected comment has themjumping apart; Tony looking thoroughly shocked while Sam manages tocompose himself into mild surprise.
When they turn, they find the restof the team staring at them.
Clint, leaning back with his chairuntil itâs threatening to topple over, dramatically covers his facewith his hands. âMy eyes!â, he exclaims. âI have seen things-â
âI am actually surprised I havenâtrealized you two were a thingâ, Natasha says over Clintâs whining,right before she smacks him and his complaint ends in a high-pitchedscreech.
Sam and Tony are still frozen inplace. Tonyâs eyes are very big and dark; heâs more expressive whenheâs only woken up. He makes a movement next, as if to get up and Samreflexively puts his arm around his boyfriend to keep him in place.
âSam-â
Sam decides to fuck it all. Theyâvealready outed themselves and judging from the fond looks everyonegives them, the team approves. So he just leans down once more andkisses Tony silent.
Clint makes a gagging noise, butTony relaxes against Sam. Heâs smiling softly when they pull apart.
âSo thatâs one way to tell ourteamâ, he says dryly. Sam huffs a laugh.
âAt least now I can kiss youwhenever I feel like itâ, is all he replies, which causes Tonyâssmile to grow until itâs lighting up his whole face. Itâs anotherbeautiful reminder of the endless list of things that had Sam fallingfor this man.
And just to make good on his words,Sam kisses Tony again.
Imagine if Sam is Steve's guardian angel but he's also very very concerned about Steve's friend Tony because that man needs probably ten guardian angels but he has none. He started to steer Steve to get closer to Tony but somehow felt inexplicable jealousy because of it?? Long story short Sam ended up getting fired as an angel because he's too concerned with other ppl than his charge, then he becomes human and can protect Tony first hand.
Sam is worried, and not for the reasons he should be. His human, theone heâs guarding, is perfectly fine. Steve is a picture of health,has grown up tall and handsome. Heâs far from the fragile, sick boyhe was in his childhood. Which required a lot of energy and Samallows himself to be proud of that.
So that leaves his other problem.
Anthony Edward Stark.
As a guardian angel, Sam is entrusted with guiding Steve Rogersthrough life, protecting him from dangers. And heâs done it, hassheltered Steve from the moment the boy had been born and keeping himhappy, keeping him safe.
And then one day, Steve had encountered Tony. It was just a briefmeeting, nothing that should have influenced Steveâs life further butSam had been unable to forget Tony.
Mostly because this man had no guardian angel.
Itâs not like every human has one; in fact, it is not unusual formost of humanity to go through life without a holy being guidingthem. But Sam has met Tony and he canât help but think that this manprobably needs ten guardians.
The reason he thinks so is because he has left Steveâs side a fewtimes after this first encounter, had looked for Tony and he foundthis boy was prone to getting into accidents. There was always ascratch, a bruise a cut on him. Even with only 13 years, scars werealready littering Tonyâs hands.
Sam had found out that Tony was also the only son of a man with a lotof influence â and heâd witnessed Tony almost getting kidnappedmore than once.
So really, Sam thinks Tony needs a guardian.
He only canât do anything about the fact that he has none.
So instead heâs been steering Steve, has used his energy to changeSteveâs paths slightly until he and Tony had become friends. Itâs abenefit for both of them, Sam thinks to himself. They both need afriend; they both need the other.
Tony and Steve complement each other. They have become each otherâsanchor, each otherâs strength.
Itâs great to see them together, thriving.
Itâs everything a guardian angel could wish for for his human.
So what is this feeling Sam gets every time he sees them together?Itâs like a stab in the chest, a kind of subtle pain coursing throughhim whenever he sees Tony smiling openly at Steve.
Sam watches them one day, watches Tony laugh and lean into Steveâsspace and he wishes, suddenly, that this easy, beautiful smile wouldbe all for him.
.
The last thought bothers him, even when he sits outside of Steveâswindow and stares up into the nightly, starry sky. Heâs an angel. Heshould not feel jealousy. He especially shouldnât be jealous of thehuman heâs guarding. He actually shouldnât feel humanly emotions likethis at all.
Sam sighs. He wraps his wings around himself and looks down at thesleeping city.
Steve is happy. That is what matters.
But Sam, angel or not, thinks of Tonyâs soft smiles, his laughter.Thinks of how relaxed Tony seems when he is with Steve. He thinks ofall that and thereâs that stab of jealousy again, that brief longingfor something Sam knows he canât have.
It will probably get him in trouble.
That is for sure.
.
It really gets him into trouble.
Sam blinks at the world when the black finally fades and he feelssomething else than agonizing pain. Itâs still the same world and yetcompletely different.
He wonders if this is how humans feel â and then barks out a laughbecause he knows that now, doesnât he?
He is human.
His back feels strangely vulnerable but he doesnât have the heart tolook behind and see for himself that his big white wings thatcontrasted so beautifully with his dark skin are really gone. Itâsweird not to feel their weight. Kinda like heâs exposed a weaknessfor everyone to see and poke at.
Sam gets to his feet. His legs are more wobbly than expected; hesuddenly thinks of how he canât remember the last time he actuallystood on his feet because he didnât need to, always had hiswings to hover over the ground.
Itâs weird to be human.
Sam casts a look up into the bright, blue sky. Watches clouds fly byand doesnât know how to feel. He got punished. Him being human, boundto earth, is supposed to be punishment for having cared too much forsomeone not in his charge.
But it doesnât feel like punishment. Sam doesnât regret asingle thing, doesnât feel sorry or lost or desperate over havingbeen cast out from Heaven.
Because, in a way, they only helped him.
He smiles to himself, dark eyes finding the skyline of the city andhe knows that somewhere in these streets, Tony is wandering.
Sam doesnât feel sorry or lost; he feels happy and hopeful and readyto take on this challenge.
He can take care of Tony now like heâs wanted to since he first sawhim.
Tony looks ready to keel over but each time someone points it out tohim and tells him to sleep, Tonyâs forehead curls into a stubbornfrown.
Sam has watched Steve trying to convince Tony to finally sleep forthe better half of an hour now.
It stopped being funny.
âTony, all Iâm saying is that you need to get some rest. Youâvebeen up for- JARVIS?â
âFor 43 hours, Captain.â
Steve nods at the ceiling, then glances at Tony, one eyebrow raised.âSo, way too long. I think you need to sleep.â
Tony, being the picture of manic energy and too much coffee, crosseshis arms with a scoff. âAnd I think you need to stop telling mewhat to do, Cap.â
âTony-â
âSteve.â
Sam gets hit by a paper ball aimed with deadly precision and heshoots Bucky a glare. The man just shrugs, nodding with his head inthe direction of their leaders arguing and mouths âDo somethingabout this.â
Natashaâs brow is twitching too. Sam heaves a sigh. If he wants toprevent Tony being forcibly dragged into his room by one overlyworried super soldier and a pissed off assassin, he has to act now.
âTonyâ, Sam says, over Steveâs next argument.
He gets a huff in response. âNot now, Sam. Iâm trying to makeCapsicle understand-â
âSweetheart.â Sam says and Tony goes silent before heâs finishedhis sentence. âCome here?â
Thereâs a moment of hesitation, but eventually Tony does come overand Sam takes a long look at him. Yes, his boyfriend looks tired andready to fall asleep any moment but thereâs also a determinedexpression on his face that tells Sam he wonât just go to bed.
So instead, Sam pats the spot next to him on the couch. âSit down.âAnd amazingly, Tony does. He grumbles and complains but he snugglesup against Sam, pressing closer when Sam puts his arm around him.
Having at least quietened Tony like this, they go back to watchingthe movie but Sam doesnât pay attention. He focuses on Tonyâsbreathing. It gets slower quickly, evens out and he smiles tohimself. Tony melts into him and it only takes a few minutes for himto snore softly into Samâs neck.
Which is just about perfect. Sam lets him rest for a bit longerbefore he moves slowly, running his hand over Tonyâs back, then up tohis neck and massaging gently. He turns his head to press a soft kissto his boyfriendâs forehead and whispers Tonyâs name.
âHmmâŚ.â
Tony moves, just a little and makes a sleepy noise that fills Samwith affection.
âLetâs go to bed, sweetheartâ, Sam says quietly, murmuring thewords into Tonyâs hair. His lover just makes this soft noise again,pressing his face closer into the crook of Samâs neck. Tony iscompletely relaxed by now, all pliant and lax and Sam kisses hisforehead again.
âBed, Tonyâ, he repeats. This time, Tony actually follows, movingto stand only to immediately fall back into Samâs arms when he wrapsthem around him. Like this, having been asleep and being woken up,Tony is incredibly docile. Thereâs no fight left in him and so Samhas no troubles guiding his boyfriend out of the living room and intotheir floor.
Once there, he tucks Tony in, kissing him softly on the lips beforehe crawls into bed with him. Tony cuddles close, only satisfied whenhe rests his head on Samâs chest.
Sam, for his part, runs his fingers through Tonyâs hair and fallsasleep to the even, calm breaths of his lover.