[ If he thinks he can use it as a bargaining chip, well, he'd be right. Steve is not leaving his side; he drops the towel off on the nightstand and returns to Tony, wrapping arms around his waist, permanent smile fixed on his face so hard that his cheeks might start to hurt, through the drunkenness, past the serum. ]
Tony Stark-Rogers, you are a menace. But I'll stay.
[ He'll stay forever, because that's what they're agreeing to in a few short months that can't come soon enough. If not for all the planning and all the expectations, Steve would've marched Tony down to a courthouse by now and just said all his vows: the ones meant for him, and the ones meant for everyone, and married him already.
Because while he wants this wedding, what he really wants is this marriage. There are precious few things that Steve has wanted so badly in his life he couldn't wait for them, and this was one of those things. ]
I'll stay, Tony Stark-Rogers, because you are the most demanding, most frustrating, beautiful, and amazing human being I've ever met.
[ He pulls Tony in, to rest against his chest, thunderous heartbeat right below his skin, warm and firm. He might have sobered up a tiny bit, but the feelings remain, and the happiness and playfulness are holding strong. ]
And I'm gonna write down all my poems for you. And fill up the whole book.
[It starts off slow and soft, the rumbling noise that emanates from his chest. Gentle laughter, as he lets Steve finish up. Lets Steve tug and pull him while he's lying around like the dead weight that he feels like. But the second they're close enough, he sticks to him like glue, nuzzling in against Steve's skin, legs tangled together.]
I'm your menace.
[A few beats behind. Continuing still.]
Your most demanding most frustrating beautiful and amazing human. And I'll read every single page of that book. Because I love you. I don't think I've ever loved anyone like you. And I never will either. And if I fall asleep it's not because I don't love you it's because you've very comfy.
[And he's still more than a touch drunk, weight heavy against Steve after all that rambling. But, just one more time for good measure:]
[ Steve thinks he might enjoy this more sober, but he does love loving, rambling Tony. He's so sweet, and he always says the sweetest things. But he's sure he does much the same, since when he's drunk all he can seem to think about is Tony and how much he loves Tony and that he's floored, still, after all this time, that they get to be together. Tony wants him. Tony loves him.
And then Steve is laughing too, laughing at how cute Tony is, laughing that their lives for the moment are so, so good. ]
You can sleep, Tony. I'll be here in the morning. And any morning after that, 'slong as you want me to be. 'Cause I love you.
[ Which okay, is not a promise he should be making because they're them and that means that they'll have plenty of days where they won't get to spend it together. There will be so many calls from different timezones, between battles and company things, missions and corporations and conferences, that'll get between them.
But it's a nice thought. And Steve, moreso when drunk, has his ideals and his optimism in boundless amounts. ]
My favorite human in the whole universe.
[ He says this, followed by a yawn. Okay. He might also be succumbing to sleep. ]
All of them. Want you here for all of them. Just like this.
[Naked and warm and all his. He settles a little more atop him, weight heavy as he slips a little further down that slope towards sleep. Reaching up he captures Steve's hand, fingers locking together with Steve's. They probably won't stay like this all night, but it's definitely how he's about to fall asleep.
He nuzzles into Steve's shoulder, finding the exact right spot there where he gets comfortable.
Tonight was nice, despite the late start. Despite them being that couple, surely to no one's surprise. Having a nice party night with their friends, getting a little too drunk, and then sneaking out together and falling into bed.
Can't life always be this good? This easy?]
My favorite too- and mine.
[Slightly incoherent in his descent into dozing, but he just can't help himself. Always needing to make sure there's a response.]
[ Tony's quickly fading into sleep, but Steve doesn't find that he minds at all, because they'll have tomorrow, and the day after, and all the ones after that. And, okay, maybe he's trying to stave off sleep because he knows that they'll both have hangovers tomorrow, and might not even want to be in each other's company for that.
But, right now, he laces their hands, and places them between their hearts. Resting on them both, listening to the solid heartbeats as if conducted by their hands passing back and forth between their bodies in a current. ]
All yours. Forever.
[ He reaches to adjust his ring, just to remind himself that it's there. It's beautiful, of course, extremely tasteful, and custom. A little piece of Tony, crafted specifically for him, reminding him always that it was lovingly made for him. ]
Go to sleep. I'll wake you when I get up in the morning.
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Tony Stark-Rogers, you are a menace. But I'll stay.
[ He'll stay forever, because that's what they're agreeing to in a few short months that can't come soon enough. If not for all the planning and all the expectations, Steve would've marched Tony down to a courthouse by now and just said all his vows: the ones meant for him, and the ones meant for everyone, and married him already.
Because while he wants this wedding, what he really wants is this marriage. There are precious few things that Steve has wanted so badly in his life he couldn't wait for them, and this was one of those things. ]
I'll stay, Tony Stark-Rogers, because you are the most demanding, most frustrating, beautiful, and amazing human being I've ever met.
[ He pulls Tony in, to rest against his chest, thunderous heartbeat right below his skin, warm and firm. He might have sobered up a tiny bit, but the feelings remain, and the happiness and playfulness are holding strong. ]
And I'm gonna write down all my poems for you. And fill up the whole book.
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I'm your menace.
[A few beats behind. Continuing still.]
Your most demanding most frustrating beautiful and amazing human. And I'll read every single page of that book. Because I love you. I don't think I've ever loved anyone like you. And I never will either. And if I fall asleep it's not because I don't love you it's because you've very comfy.
[And he's still more than a touch drunk, weight heavy against Steve after all that rambling. But, just one more time for good measure:]
I love you.
[Wispy and soft with a long breath out.]
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And then Steve is laughing too, laughing at how cute Tony is, laughing that their lives for the moment are so, so good. ]
You can sleep, Tony. I'll be here in the morning. And any morning after that, 'slong as you want me to be. 'Cause I love you.
[ Which okay, is not a promise he should be making because they're them and that means that they'll have plenty of days where they won't get to spend it together. There will be so many calls from different timezones, between battles and company things, missions and corporations and conferences, that'll get between them.
But it's a nice thought. And Steve, moreso when drunk, has his ideals and his optimism in boundless amounts. ]
My favorite human in the whole universe.
[ He says this, followed by a yawn. Okay. He might also be succumbing to sleep. ]
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[Naked and warm and all his. He settles a little more atop him, weight heavy as he slips a little further down that slope towards sleep. Reaching up he captures Steve's hand, fingers locking together with Steve's. They probably won't stay like this all night, but it's definitely how he's about to fall asleep.
He nuzzles into Steve's shoulder, finding the exact right spot there where he gets comfortable.
Tonight was nice, despite the late start. Despite them being that couple, surely to no one's surprise. Having a nice party night with their friends, getting a little too drunk, and then sneaking out together and falling into bed.
Can't life always be this good? This easy?]
My favorite too- and mine.
[Slightly incoherent in his descent into dozing, but he just can't help himself. Always needing to make sure there's a response.]
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But, right now, he laces their hands, and places them between their hearts. Resting on them both, listening to the solid heartbeats as if conducted by their hands passing back and forth between their bodies in a current. ]
All yours. Forever.
[ He reaches to adjust his ring, just to remind himself that it's there. It's beautiful, of course, extremely tasteful, and custom. A little piece of Tony, crafted specifically for him, reminding him always that it was lovingly made for him. ]
Go to sleep. I'll wake you when I get up in the morning.