[He sweeps a hand back through Steve's hair, leaning in to press a kiss to his forehead next and then somehow, miraculously really, peels himself away.]
I'll find us something to drink. And since you're not that drunk, you can think of the game you wanna play. Unless you wanna just relive our vacation memories all night. Which I'm not opposed to.
[A little loving grip at Steve's chin and then he lets go so that he can go acquire some drinks for the two of them. He pours himself some scotch, a glass that he knows he'll probably be nursing for the rest of the evening. He also makes some small talk with Thor, adjoined with a handshake that turns into one of those too-hard pats at his back. Thor pours another glass for Steve- loudly- and Tony just shoots him a look.
Everyone's a bit more drunk than he thought they'd be, so no one's really looking out for each other. And of course seeing Steve get drunk is quite a funny spectacle. Not that Tony can say he disagrees. So he returns with three glasses, setting two down on the coffee table in front of Steve and then sits next to him, pressed up very close.]
Sip the mead slowly, and intersperse with water. You'll thank me in the morning. [Maybe. He's not sure how much of the serum will just kick a hangover right in the ass so Steve won't have to deal with it. But better safe than sorry.]
For Steve (pursuitofcappiness)
[He sweeps a hand back through Steve's hair, leaning in to press a kiss to his forehead next and then somehow, miraculously really, peels himself away.]
I'll find us something to drink. And since you're not that drunk, you can think of the game you wanna play. Unless you wanna just relive our vacation memories all night. Which I'm not opposed to.
[A little loving grip at Steve's chin and then he lets go so that he can go acquire some drinks for the two of them. He pours himself some scotch, a glass that he knows he'll probably be nursing for the rest of the evening. He also makes some small talk with Thor, adjoined with a handshake that turns into one of those too-hard pats at his back. Thor pours another glass for Steve- loudly- and Tony just shoots him a look.
Everyone's a bit more drunk than he thought they'd be, so no one's really looking out for each other. And of course seeing Steve get drunk is quite a funny spectacle. Not that Tony can say he disagrees. So he returns with three glasses, setting two down on the coffee table in front of Steve and then sits next to him, pressed up very close.]
Sip the mead slowly, and intersperse with water. You'll thank me in the morning. [Maybe. He's not sure how much of the serum will just kick a hangover right in the ass so Steve won't have to deal with it. But better safe than sorry.]