STEVE'S POV

"He's still under sedation, but will wake up soon" - Strange said.

"Thank you, Dr. Strange. "- I said and sat on the chair by his side.

Strange left me alone with Tony and I kissed his lips, he wasn't wearing a mask anymore and was breathing Normal.

I felt relief and when I sat down again I felt tired and fell asleep.

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When I woke up again, I felt eyes on me.

It was him. Eyes opened, looking at me intensely.

I jumped up.

"You are Alive. I'll call a doctor right now" - I was euphoric.

" I'm awake for two hours, the doctors came in and out like 3 times" - he smiled at me.

I stopped the euphoria and got closer to his bed.

"So are you ok?"

"Apparently yes, they say I'll have a good and fast recovery"

I leaned to kiss him,but I stopped when I saw the confusion in his eyes.

"I'm sorry I left" - I said and looked down.

"It was not your fault, I'm sorry about everything too." - he was truly sorry, I could see in his eyes.

"Can we put this behind and be friends?" - I didn't want to be just friends, but I wasn't in the position to say more.

"No" - he said and I got scared. " We can't be just friends after I saw you naked, captain." - he joked and I blushed right away.

"I can't call you my boyfriend either" - he said.

"So what am I? Just an affair or toy for you to play when you want?" - I got mad.

"Will you let me finish? I can't call you my boyfriend before I bring you on a date."

"Tony Stark is asking me on a date?" - I couldn't believe it was happening.

"Yeah" he rolled his eyes. " I should've done this before we had sex ,but if it wasn't good and we were already dating it wouldn't be easy."

"You don't change, do you?" - I smiled and leaned to kiss his lips softly. Each time it was better than the last one.

When I was breaking away from the kiss he started moving his lips slowly, I felt warmed, safe.

"I missed you" - we said at the same time, our eyes widened and we smiled.

"So cute, saying the same thing at the same time" - Natasha entered the room laughing.

"We were worried about you, rich boy" - she said and touched Tony's face.

"Tasha, don't do that, Steve will be jealous" - Clint came in.

"Shut up" - I said, blushing.

They all saw Tony and wished the best, than they went home and I stayed with Tony.

"If you need anything you call me,ok?"- Natasha said before leaving.

"It won't be necessary, I'll take care of him" - I said and smiled at Tony.

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TONY'S POV

It was the middle of the night and Steve was sleeping in the chair next to my bed.

He came back to me, he thinks I'm worth it and I won't let him down again. Not just cause he takes care of me, also cause I realized I need him.

When my car crashed in the accident and I just thought of his face and forgot to fight, just stayed there listening to all the fuss around me.

I lost the will to fight and I can say that the accident was partially my fault.

He is so beautiful, I look at this really pink lips and it's heaven. He was sleeping in his captain America uniform and the image was just perfect, my recovery couldn't be better than this.

I went back to sleep and just woke up in the morning. Steve was not there anymore.

"Hey. I brought you breakfast." - he said and entered the room with a tray on his hands.

"Good morning." - I smiled at him and he smiled back.

The following 2 days were just like this, he took care of me really well and I was really happy.

Now I am ready to go home. We packed my bags, thanked Fury and went to find a cab.

"So, take care,ok?" - Steve said.

"What? Aren't you going home with me?" - I was surprised.

"Do you want me to?" - he asked embarrassed.

"Yeah, if you want to, of course"

Fortunately he accepted and we went to my place.

STEVE'S POV

I got into the living room with him and it had an infinity of empty whiskey bottles.

"Oh, Tony" - I said to myself while he was setting some things in his bedroom.

I got drowned in guilty, he wasn't ok and I abandoned him. Of course I couldn't have known, but he needs serious help.

When he got back I held him tightly in my arms, he didn't understand why, but just let his body relax.

"Thanks for taking care of this drunk idiot" - he said with his head laying on my shoulder.

I looked at him and kissed his mouth deeply, feeling every inch of it and memorizing the taste. I wanted to say that I love him, but I was afraid it wasn't the time yet.

What if he didn't feel that way? I didn't want to risk it, especially with him.