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bedtime story at three eighteen pee em

so basically: MARR DREW THIS AWESOME ART AND I, MUCH LIKE WHAT WILL HAPPEN IF YOU GIVE A MOUSE A COOKIE, WROTE A BEDTIME STORY TO GO WITH IT. :D so what if it’s the middle of the afternoon, it’s bedtime for marr and anyway every time is a good time for steve/tony time yeahhhhhh man. 

okay so this is what happens:

steve comes to the future and everything’s different. 

everything

is

different

the people are different and the city is different and the sounds and different and the rules are different; and it’s rules about everything—about how people drive and what people wear, about sex, it’s all different

and so when tony stark—who started out as kind of a thorn in steve’s side but has become…one of the few things that isn’t really that different, not in the end, for all he’s all decked out in technology and more money than steve can even comprehend. he’s…funny, and prickly, and enough of a puzzle that he keeps steve engaged, and sometimes sweepingly, staggeringly kind without even realizing it and sometimes INCREDIBLY petty

and the point is  

that when tony stark leans over the ropes of the boxing ring during a sparring session and kisses steve like he’s trying to prove something, steve kisses back, because the rules are different, because in the future sex is just a thing people do and he likes tony, and he’d be lying if he said he hadn’t thought about this

about what tony would feel like, would taste like, about whether he’d kiss like he seems to do everything, all teeth until you push in a little and then a breathtaking combination of fast-fast-fast and surprisingly careful, slow

and the rules are different, steve reminds himself, the rules are differeny and this is probably just a sex thing, because they’re teammates, right, and tony doesn’t take anything seriously and steve…steve’s is not normally the kind of guy who’d really be inclined towards having casual sex but steve’s not really feeling like himself, because this isn’t his WORLD

this is someone else’s world, this is tony stark’s world and so it’s probably safer just to operate under tony stark’s rules and anyway it’s…it’s okay, isn’t it, it’s maybe even good, because yeah, they’re not talking about it, but they work together and it’s great and they spend time together, with the team and without the team, get dinner and go to the theater even though tony totally hates the theater and it’s, it’s like being friends, like being really good friends, only with this extra layer of the way tony smiles at him sometimes, wicked, in the middle of meetings

or the way he catches himself staring at the line of tony’s throat

or the fact that tony talks in bed, and sometimes it’s the kind of thing steve would characterize as, well, as “dirty talk,” but sometimes it’s just talking, like normal tony rambling, like he felt like telling steve something and the fact that they’re having sex isn’t really worth stopping over, even if it’s nonsense about like, the beta code run he left to come upstairs and pull steve away from his book or how they’re going to recreate that perfect feint and drop they pulled on the sandman earlier

and then one afternoon tony sends the car for steve with a text message that’s like ”plans for tonight you’ll like them wear something respectable haha” because tony jokes all the time about the fact that steve is always ALWAYS wearing something respectable

and steve kind of shakes his head and grins because he is used to this kind of thing, to tony’s brash, bold habits, the fact that he doesn’t say “do you have plans” or “would you like to come spend time with me” but just assumes it—probably because, as steve is starting to realize, he’s afraid that if he asks, steve will say no

so he goes outside and waits in the crisp fall air, enjoying the taste of it until happy pulls up and steve gets in the limo and stares out the window on the ride to stark tower, watching the city stream by, and then they pull up in front of the building and tony throws himself into the car, more or less into steve’s lap, kisses him hello with this intensity that leaves steve surprised enough that he doesn’t object for a second, but then he’s like NO WAIT HAPPY IS TOTALLY IN THE FRONT WHAT ARE YOU DOING

and when tony pulls away steve sees it

how tired he is, how it’s etched into the lines on his face and the circles under his eyes and steve realizes that this is probably about that morning’s headline, about the outdated but still very workable stark tech found in some enemy territory (it’s a bedtime story i don’t have to research IT’S A BAD HEADLINE OKAY)

and steve does not know the rules, but he knows that tony looks tired and sad and so he says, why don’t we just…pick up something to eat and go back to the mansion, i’m not sure i’m up for whatever you’ve got planne

and tony is like, yeah that sounds….yeah

(because obviously tony only manufactured plans to begin with because he wanted to spend time with steve but doesn’t know how to ask because they’re STUPID BOYS)

and on the ride back to the mansion tony falls asleep in his suit, still half in steve’s lap, his head on steve’s shoulder, and steve realizes all at once that no, NO, he can’t play by tony’s rules, because he is so in love with tony that it kind of hurts to breathe

and so he sits there quietly panicking until they get to the house and tony blinks his eyes open and smiles at steve all soft and easy and is like, heyyy, did i fall ‘sleep? you could’ve…woken me

and steve just blurts out I CAN’T KEEP SLEEPING WITH YOU because he is the world’s most honest guy and he just can’t handle it, now that he knows, he must put a stop to it 

and tony is like uh, okay, uh, what? what’d i do?

and steve is like, you didn’t do anything i just, it’s not casual for me and probably hasn’t been the whole time and i should have said something sooner but in my defense i didn’t really know how not casual it was but it’s not fair to put you in that position, or the team

and tony is like  ….steve, it’s not…casual….for me either, i thought you wanted to…to take things slow and be all…oh my god, did you think we were having no-strings-attached sex?

and steve is like OF COURSE I DID, WHAT ELSE WOULD I THINK

and tony is like, i don;t know, that we were DATING, because we’re DATING?

and steve is like but that’s not how it works now! i was trying to follow your rules! 

and tony is like, I WAS TRYING TO FOLLOW YOUR RULES

and then steve is like …oh, we are….stupid

and tony is like…yup, yup, we are….pretty stupid

and steve is like, so we’re…dating?

and tony is like, well, no, at this point i’m pretty sure we’re together, steve, but i’m really tired and kind of, um, surprised, so don’t go by me

AND THEN THEY GO IN THE HOUSE AND EAT THE PIZZA THEY BROUGHT AND TONY CURLS BACK INTO STEVE ON THE COUCH AND FALLS ASLEEP ON HIM LIKE THE AFFECTION STARVED BARNACLE OF NEEDINESS HE SECRETLY IS AND EVERYTHING IS SUNSHINE AND RAINBOWS THE END <3