imafuturist | Stark Industries, Thursday

Stark Industries, Thursday

Well, it was that time of year again. No, not the type where something wicked this way comes.

The holiday type!

Which would be why Tony was sending out an email invite to a party this weekend.

Saturday, the 16th
Above Stark Industries
Come celebrate the holidays and the end of the school year!
Bring cookies and good cheer.

There, that was set and would totally not get interrupted by the island again. Tony took a sip of his coffee and rubbed his forehead as a strange headache started just behind his eyes.

And today had been so promising.

[open of course!]

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"Head's starting to feel better already," he assured Steve with a hand on his arm.

The pain was giving way to a strange fuzziness that would remind him of the Purple Man. You know. When he could make that connection and be concerned about it again.

"I'm glad to hear it," Steve said, trying to cover Tony's hand with his. "When was the last time you ate food? And coffee isn't a food."

"Aww. Worried about me?" He was teasing and that was normal. But it had a strange edge to it still.

"Always," Steve said, smiling back but definitely noticing the edge. "Want a sandwich? I probably won't burn the kitchen down making that."

"Try your best," Tony replied with a smile. "Can't always clean up those messes."

Wow, Tony. Wow.

Steve pursed his lips, getting a bit frustrated. "Yeah, you need something to bring your blood sugar up. You're hangry today."

Be proud he knew what hangry was!

Tony was super proud too! He was! Just buried deep inside at the moment.

Instead, his smiled turned a little patronizing. "Thanks, dear."

Steve gave him a little, disapproving frown as he headed to the kitchen. "You're welcome, Tony."

No sweetheart for you when he doesn't think you mean it, Tony.

He meant... something? It was all very fuzzy and basically you were only worth what he could do to you for some... plan. He hadn't gotten all the pieces of yet.

Tony waved dismissively, turning back to a work screen, coffee completely forgotten.

Well, if the coffee was forgotten, this was an actual problem.

Steve returned, noticed the mug with a frown, and set the sandwich down. "Please eat," he said, a slight note of Captain-level annoyance in his voice.

HE HAD EVIL ENERGY NOW. CAFFEINE WASN'T NECESSARY.

"I will, I will," he muttered, focus entirely on something that might help with a certan ritual, but looked more complicated than anything a layman would be able to figure out.

"When?" Steve asked, taking a bite of his sandwich a little passive-aggressively.

Did you know you can passive-aggressively eat a sandwich? Steve didn't until now!

"You're not my mother, Rogers," he snapped, eyes just a little glazed, but no less angry looking. "I'm working. So, unless you can contribute, keep quiet."

"What are you working on that's so important?" Steve asked.

Tony smiled, all teeth and no feeling. "Nothing you'd understand."

Steve rolled his eyes. "That's extremely helpful, Stark, thank you."

Steve, don't take the bait.

He couldn't help himself!

"I'm only being honest here."

"You're being rude," Steve retorted.

And mean. And kind of a dick.

All very fair and accurate assessments of the situation.

"And you're being nosy," Tony replied before looking oddly fond of him. "It's a surprise. I don't want to ruin the surprise."

Steve didn't look all that appeased. "A Christmas thing?"

It didn't look like a Christmas thing.

Steve had good instincts!

"I think it'll be ready before then, but sure."

Merry Christmas, Yog-Sothoth!

Steve chewed on his lower lip. "That's the story you're going with."

"Don't you trust me?" Oh, not cool, Evil!Tony.

"Of course I trust you," Steve said immediately. "I trust you with everything. I thought you did the same."

"Then trust that you'll love it," Tony said, smiling and reaching over to cup his cheek. "I can't wait to see your face."

Because it would probably very upset as Tony tries to murder him for being too stubborn to be brought over to the right side.

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