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-Don't stop-

Steve liked Tony. Tony liked Steve. Were they blind?

Okay, well, Steve has a slight excuse; Tony was hard to read. He wasn't really good at expressing his feelings and it was downright confusing.

Tony was down in his garage, tinkering with his suits. Steve was in his room drawing. He loved to draw, he had countless sketchbooks. All of them filled with writings, doodles, and sketches.

Steve's stomach growled and he looked at the clock. He had a few hours till dinner so he decided on a small snack. He set his book down and made his way to the kitchen.

Surprisingly, Tony was sitting on the counter eating toast. Usually, he'd lock himself in the lab for days when he was messing with his suits.

He wouldn't eat, sleep, or shower. Eventually, he would get sick and pass out on the floor. Only to have Jarvis alert everyone. Steve would always carry him out, nurse him back to health, then repeat a week later.

"You know we're in the afternoon?" Steve said grabbing an apple.

"Yeah, I know," He took another bite of his toast. "What's your point?"

"You're eating toast. Toast is for breakfast." Steve said taking a bite of his apple.

"I was in the mood for toast. Got a problem with it?" Tony asked as he finished his toast.

"Fisty much?" Steve joked.

Tony rolled his eyes and took a bite of his toast, "At least I'm eating something so you don't have to play nurse for me again."

Steve smiled and walked over to Tony. He was honestly intimidating sometimes. So tall and muscular. He could probably crush you with a hug.

"I don't mind paying nurse for you," he said before he kissed Tony's forehead.

He did it without thinking honestly and he had meant for it to show that he cared. But to Steve's surprise, Tony pulled him into a real kiss. Steve didn't fight it and he immediately kissed back.

After a few seconds, Tony pushed him back a bit and covered his mouth, "I'm sorry."

Steve shook his head, "No, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have-"

"No, no," Tony cut him off, "I-I kissed you first. I don't know what I was thinking. I haven't slept much lately, you know?"

Steve chuckled at the lame excuse. If Tony could build a full suit of armor half asleep, he would damn well know who he was kissing.

Steve found his place back in between Tony's legs, "You're so confusing..."

"Sorry," Tony mumbled.

"Don't be, just don't stop kissing me." Then Steve's hands were on Tony's hips and they were kissing again. Tony's hands tangled in Steve's hair.

They both lost track of time after the first minute, not that they cared about the time anyway.

Bruce came in and grabbed a mug of coffee while reading the paper, he didn't even notice them there.

Clint even came in and took a photo before walking out and yelling for them to get a room.

They broke away and laughed together. Tony yelled back, "Shut up, Barton!"

(: The End! :)