August in Bloom
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Morgan has always dreamt that her dad and her Uncle Steve would finally realise they were meant to be together. Maybe she can give them one last push as she introduces Steve to the wonders of the 21st century.
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- Part 1 of August in Bloom
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“It’s – I’m…” Cold. That was how that sentence usually ended.
It was cold. It was always cold. He was always cold, no matter what the sun was doing outside or how high he turned the heating. Steve didn’t think he’d ever really been fully warm, not since he’d been defrosted and he’d felt the blood in his veins literally unfreeze and flow through him once more.
Only this time, he didn’t think the word on his lips was going to be what it normally was.
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- Part 2 of August in Bloom
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Steve kept his eyes on the chopping board in front of him as he spoke. “An affair. I read it in line at the grocery store this morning. They didn’t know for certain who it was with, but they had some pretty inventive suggestions. Saw some names that I really wish I hadn’t, because now those images are permanently etched into my retina.”
Tony scrambled off the couch, nearly braining himself on the table when his foot caught under the edge of the rug, and all but ran over to Steve, never more grateful for their open-plan apartment.
“I'm not,” he blurted out frantically, eyes wide and heart beating a rapid staccato. “Steve, I swear I'm not. You have to believe me.”
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- Part 3 of August in Bloom
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“Well,” Tony started, holding Steve's gaze as he cocked out one hip and raised his eyebrow, “if it’s such an easy job, then I guess I don’t need to wish you any luck.”
The look on Steve’s face could have broken the strongest man and Tony felt heat course through him. Steve’s eyes were hooded, pupils blown so wide that they were almost all black.
“Well,” he echoed, taking a step towards Tony. “I wouldn’t say that. It might only be a practice run, but it’s always good to have luck, wouldn’t you agree?”
Tony ran his tongue over his bottom lip and moved forward until Steve’s boots touched the metal of his. Their little game sent a thrill down Tony's spine, no matter how many times they played it. “Of course. Maybe we should throw salt over our shoulders?”
“Could do,” Steve said, voice as low as his eyes were dark.
“Or we could rub a rabbit’s foot.”
“That is proven to work.”
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- Part 4 of August in Bloom
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“You really shouldn’t have done that,” Tony said. His voice was low, the softest it had been all evening as he finally seemed up to talking about it.
Things had been manic since the punch. Steve hadn’t planned it, but there was no way he was about to let the man’s comments slide. He hadn’t thought about it for too long before he’d pulled back his fist and…
All of a sudden there had been cameras flashing and a crowd had formed rapidly, voices screaming over one another and blurring into nothing but a wall of sound.
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- Part 5 of August in Bloom
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“My ice cream smells funny,” Peter said with a pout, brow furrowed. “Pops, can you smell it, please? It doesn’t smell like the raspberry sauce.”
The barely-hidden smirk on Tony’s face should have given the game away, but Steve’s attention was – as it usually was – too focused on Peter’s wide and innocent eyes.
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Tony teaches Peter a little practical joke
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- Part 6 of August in Bloom
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Tony couldn’t sleep.
That wouldn’t have been unusual once upon a time, but in recent years he had fallen into a routine of actually going to bed at a sensible hour and sleeping a solid six hours. To suddenly be lying star-fished and wide awake in his king sized bed had not been part of his plan.
He’d gone to bed whilst the sun was still in the sky and he’d laid staring out of the crack in the blinds as it sunk lower and lower until the street lights had flickered on.
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- Part 7 of August in Bloom
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“I’m scared.”
Steve sighed. He was exhausted, bone-tired after having Peter crawl into bed beside him for days on end.
“I know you are,” Steve murmured, lifting his arm to let Peter cuddle into his chest, “but you really need to start sleeping in your own bed soon.”
“But they’re there,” Peter said with a wobble in his voice. “They can’t get me in your room.”
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Peter develops a new phobia. Luckily, his Daddy is an engineering genius
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- Part 8 of August in Bloom
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“Penny for your thoughts?”
Tony smiled softly, not startling in shock, as Steve dropped down next to him, close but not yet touching. “They’re worth more than that.”
“I’m sure they are,” Steve laughed lowly, gently. They lapsed into silence for a long moment before Steve dropped his head onto his hand, arm resting on his knee, and turned to Tony. “How are you doing?”
Instead of snapping back with his usual brush-off, Tony actually thought for a moment so that he could answer honestly. “I’m okay,” he finally said.
“Yeah?”
“Mm.” Taking a deep breath, Tony tore his gaze from the horizon and looked over at Steve. “I am. At least now I know what happened to her. To them both.”
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My take on that scene in Civil War
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- Part 9 of August in Bloom
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“Yeah,” Tony admitted, catching his bottom lip between his teeth. He took a deep breath to steady himself, though it didn’t really work. Laying his feelings on the table had never come easy to the Stark men, and standing in front of Steve was only making it worse. Tony didn’t need to look down at his body to know that he was shaking like a leaf in a storm; he could feel his hands trembling where they hung loosely at his sides and his knees already felt weak just from one locked gaze. “I’m nervous.”
“Hey,” Steve said in an almost whisper as he took a step forward until he was standing almost toe to toe with Tony. He lifted a hand and took Tony’s arm in his hold gently, his thumb rubbing in slow circles to offer a small ounce of comfort as he kept his eyes on Tony’s. “It’s just me.”
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- Part 10 of August in Bloom
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“Come on,” Steve called, voice echoing a little in the empty pool. “Come to me.”
“I can’t,” Tony said in response, words hissed out through gritted teeth. “I would already be there if I could.”
“Yes, you can,” Steve said patiently, not rising to the anger in Tony’s voice. “Just let go of the side and walk.”
Steve said it so simply that Tony would have rolled his eyes had he not been concentrating so hard on staying alive. His grip on the tiled side only grew tighter to the point that his knuckles turned white from the strength.
“I can’t.”
“Tony,” Steve’s voice was calm but had a slight plead to it. Unsurprising really, given how long they’d been stuck in the same situation. It had to be at least an hour, if not more. Never let it be said that Steve didn’t have the patience of a saint. “Let go.”
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- Part 11 of August in Bloom
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“Aw, man.” Tony shook his head at himself as he finally broke. He bent down and tucked his hands underneath Peter’s armpits, hoisting him up onto his hip with a practiced ease. “You’re lucky you’re cute.”
“No m’not.”
Tony shook his head, straightening Peter’s shirt out where it had bunched up around his chest. “You’re in one of those moods today, aren’t you?”
Peter shook his head sagely and Tony huffed a laugh. “Not. You’re just mean.”
“I swear,” Tony said, blowing out a sigh, “if your Pops walks in and you turn into an angel, you’re grounded until you’re 50.”
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- Part 12 of August in Bloom
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There was a tense silence as Steve focused his eyes onto what Tony knew was the last text that Steve had sent to Tony a few hours before.
Capsicle [10.54pm]: Get some sleep, Tony. I’ll see you tomorrow xx
“Kisses?” Tony’s voice was far too loud for the late hour, but he figured that his houseguests were more than used to strange noises when living in the Avengers Tower. He had no desire to tone down the pitch of his questioning, even when Steve’s gaze shot back to his instead of staying focused on the blindingly-bright cell screen.
Words poured from Tony’s mouth. He wasn’t thinking too hard about what he was saying, his mind a little frantic at the over-analysis it had been thinking over for hours. “What do kisses mean? Were they an accident, or are they friendly kisses? You’ve never sent me kisses before. Are friendly kisses a thing that we do now?”
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- Part 13 of August in Bloom
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“Marriage.”
Steve startled awake at the sudden noise from his partner. At his jolt, Steve’s book fell off the edge of the bed and clattered to the floor. He nearly shot out of his skin at the loud bang and he blinked up at Tony, a sleepy-haze clouding his brain. “What?”
Tony was looking at him with an extremely judgemental expression on his face, which Steve didn’t think was fair in the slightest. “I’m sorry, but are you going to have a mini heart attack every time I bring up something serious?”
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- Part 14 of August in Bloom
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Not all of Steve's recollections about the beach were from his childhood. Steve had been to beaches as an adult too, with friends and with Tony. He had a hundred fond memories of late nights around a glowing campfire and watching the sun set into the dark sea, or of long, throwaway days when Steve had had a deliciously half-naked and sea-wet Tony sprawled out on his chest as they sunbathed with no cares in the world.
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- Part 15 of August in Bloom
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“She’s gorgeous,” Steve heard Natasha say and he nodded. As much as it pained him to admit it, the woman really was and Steve couldn’t do anything but agree.
“She is. But I’m not in love with her.” Steve kept his eyes trained on Natasha once more, swallowing thickly and steadfastly ignoring the couple he had been watching so intently before. He could see out of the corner of his eye that they had started to lean a little closer together and Steve had no intention of seeing that sort of thing.
Natasha caught the slight emphasis that Steve placed on the end of his sentence and the penny suddenly dropped. “Oh,” she said quietly. “It’s not her.”
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- Part 16 of August in Bloom
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Sighing in defeat, Tony pushed himself up to stand. He wrapped an arm around Bucky’s shoulder as he finally twisted to face Steve. With a deep sigh, he pressed himself even closer to Bucky and grimaced sadly.
“Game’s up, babe. I am very sorry to tell you this way, but James and I are actually together. It’s been a serious and passionate affair and it’s recently come to a climax.”
Steve rolled his eyes as Bucky started laughing, his shoulders shaking underneath Tony’s arm.
“That’s what you went with?” Bucky asked, looking down at Tony with a lifted brow. “Of all the excuses, you went with ‘we’re shagging’?”
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Steve finds Tony in a compromising situation
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- Part 17 of August in Bloom
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“You make me want things I can’t have.”
Steve startled at the voice from behind him and turned around to see Tony standing in the kitchen doorway. He stared straight at Tony for a long moment. The room was quiet, time stretching out in a thick and uncomfortable silence as neither man dare to move nor opened his mouth to speak first.
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- Part 18 of August in Bloom
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Hydrangea (love of/for family) by S_Horne for Iggysassou
Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe
19 Aug 2019
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“Well, I think it’s wonderful. A lovely name indeed. Well done, Peter.”
“It is a good choice,” Tony said, rubbing his hand over Peter’s back and jostling him to bring him back out of hiding. “But he did also suggest Optimus Prime and Tigger after Alex. You know, bringing out all the classics for consideration. We stuck to the more, um, mainstream, shall we say?”
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- Part 19 of August in Bloom
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“Shut up,” Tony said, voice sounding dazed, far away. He was stood in front of Steve, looking down at him with his hand resting over his chest. “Steve, fuck off. Just fuck off, no. Shut up… no! Are you – did… fuck right off!”
“I… is that – that’s not really an answer, babe.”
“Fuck off.”
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- Part 20 of August in Bloom