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It took Steve a couple more days before he started actually talking to Peter more about everything that had happened. He was surprised the pack hadn’t lost more than it had, but he couldn’t find it in himself to be upset at Theo’s loss. He’d caused them more trouble than he was worth, honestly, especially for Stiles. Still, Steve found it hardest to talk about Bucky and Sam more than anyone else they’d lost.

Eventually, after he’d been back in the manor almost four days, he decided the should try seeing at least some of the pack and told Peter he’d start with Derek and Stiles first…

Peter stayed at Steve’s side, tending to anything his mate needed. Curling around Steve when the nightmares came, singing softly to lull him back to sleep, helping him eat when he hadn’t touched a thing all day. As Steve slowly opened up, Peter was a pair of warm, safe arms, understanding and heartbroken as they sat or lay in bed, only wanting Steve to know he was there, and he was never leaving without a fight. When Steve decided he wanted to start with Stiles and Derek, he went down to get them, and he promised Malia that she’d see her stepfather soon. “I know it hurts to worry, my little wolf.”

Malia smiled sadly. “Just tell him I love him.” she replied, squeezing Derek’s hand as her cousin followed her father up the stairs with Stiles not far behind.

Derek moved to let Stiles in between he and Peter, watching as Peter moved to once more sit next to Steve. “Peter says you’re eating again.” he said hopefully, trying not to hit the very sensitive topic.

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Steve chuckled. “Oh they have. That’s a big thing… ham and pineapple pizza. Never tried it. Don’t have any plans to do so. They’ve also got a buffalo chicken pizza which is where they’ve taken fried chicken, coated it in hot sauce, chopped it up and then added it to the pizza as a topping with more hot sauce on top. That one’s pretty damn good, honestly.”

“My heart is breaking for all pizza lovers everywhere.” Bucky said with a laugh, taking another bite of the pizza and leaning back against the headboard. He grinned at the next option, though, humming. “Now that sounds like someone got smart to counteract the horrid atrocity of pineapple on a pizza.” He said, reaching to nudge Steve as he grinned. “Next time we get that, deal?”

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Steve

Steve sat up as Clint paused the movie and went to retrieve their food. As the other returned, he looked at the boxes and then nodded slowly at the alpha. “Yeah, little bit of everything sounds really good.” He reached into a bag and pulled out a spring roll, munching on it quietly as Clint put food onto a plate for him.

Clint made their plates before handing Steve his and tucking himself back into the blankets and leaning to kiss his mate’s cheek. “Come on, eat up.” he encouraged. “I can’t have my mate starving, it would make me upset.” He was teasing and he made sure to nuzzle at Steve as he spoke. “Wanna stay on the couch tonight, watch movies until we fall asleep?”

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Stiles

Stiles gave the older wolf a sheepish look and nodded slowly. “I just didn’t feel like doing anything, honestly. I probably haven’t really left the bedroom or or our bed there since I got here, except for the occasional use of the bathroom or something.” Derek set the plate down in front of him and he sighed, inhaling the scent of the food and feeling his mouth water as he did so. “This is going to be perfect,” he said as he picked up his knife and fork and started cutting in to the food that was there. He watched Derek hand Peter a plate then come back with his own and finally, they were all sitting there together once more. This was what he missed while away… the comfort of having his lovers, his mates, close to him, helping him feel safe and secure.

Peter gave a little nod, reaching to comb his fingers through dark hair. “We understand, Stiles. You’re more attuned to the supernatural than you think.” he explained. “We aren’t the first to see it, though.”

“Not the first but apparently the only ones who care.” Derek said pointedly, making sure his mates were eating before taking a bite of his own food. “I think you were attuned to it before Scott ever turned.”

Peter looked up as he ate, swallowing a bite as he hummed wistfully. “Well, that would make all the difference.” he mused quietly, clearly thinking out loud.

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Steve nodded at Tony. “It was… it was really nice. I appreciate you taking the time off today. I know how busy you’ve been.” They got into the elevator and headed up to the penthouse. “Do you need to get back to work?”

Tony gave a smile and shook his head. “Nah, I figured what little paperwork there is left could wait until in the morning. I wanted to spend some time with my soldiers.” he replied. “I haven’t shown you two much affection lately with work and I’m sorry.” he replied, pausing as the elevator stopped. “But I hope tonight makes up just a little bit for it.” he replied, smiling as he led Steve out to the dining area, going over to kiss Bucky.

“Perfect timing, sugar.” Bucky grinned, kissing Tony before walking to Steve. “Happy anniversary, Stevie.” he smiled, leaning to kiss the blonde.

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Steve

Exhaustion set in heavily and Steve said nothing more before falling asleep in Peter’s arms. It wasn’t a restless sleep by any means. He woke at least three times during the night from nightmares that left him crying, screaming, and shaking in his husband’s arms. But all of that just wore him out even more and he finally passed out hard just as the sun was starting to rise outside. His body didn’t care. IT needed sleep and it was going to take it now, no matter what time it was or whether someone wanted to see him. He trusted Peter to take care of everything and keep him safe.

Peter’s entire being was on high alert, so he never got a deep sleep, always just under unconscious so that every time Steve jolted, he was awake with soothing words and kisses. He hoped the soundproofing he and Steve had put in would keep the manor from waking up, but it was a fleeting, distant thought in his mind compared to the need to take care of Steve. He was still in the dozing state when there was a knock just after sunrise, and Peter hummed just loud enough to be heard. Derek opened the door just enough to step inside, followed shortly by Stiles and Malia, the two teens looking quite worried. Peter lifted a finger to his lips. “He finally settled an hour ago.” he said quietly.

“It’s bad, isn’t it?” Stiles asked just as softly, and gaining a nod, looked down sadly. “How many did we lose?”

“Stiles, we talked about that-” Derek began, but stopped as Peter spoke.

“At least five?” Peter replied. “Bucky, Wanda, Vision, Sam and T’Challa for sure.” He adjusted just enough to pull Steve against his chest further, kissing his husband’s temple. “The others must be asking or the three of you wouldn’t be here.” He looked up and gained a nod from Malia.

“They’re worried about him. Lydia’s been upset all night.” she replied.

“Just let them know my primary focus is going to be Steve and that Derek is in charge.” Peter said. “Malia, you and Stiles are second in command under him until then. Is there breakfast?”

“Yeah, there’s breakfast.” Stiles assured. “I’ll bring some up” He took Derek’s hand, tugging gently until his mate moved, taking Malia’s hand as they moved by her to coax her out as well. Peter tucked himself as close to Steve as he could and closing his eyes as he kept a monitor on Steve’s heartrate.

Steve continued to sleep and Stiles returned a few minutes later with a large tray that had plenty of food for Peter and Steve, whenever the other woke. Stiles set it down on the dresser and walked over, kissing Peter on the cheek softly. “Just take care of him,” he whispered. “Derek’s got everything else under control for now. Tell him we love him.”

Peter looked up, smiling sadly as Stiles walked around and kissed his cheek. “I will tell him. Thank you.” He replied, petting Steve’s hair. “I’ve got him, I promise. Go take care of your mate and the others. The news wont be easy on them.” He watched Stiles for a moment. “We’ll survive it, Stiles. We’ve survived much worse deaths.” He waited until Stikes was gone again to press his face into Steve’s hair and cry silently, able to sense his mate’s pain even as he rested. “Oh, my love. I wish I knew how to help. We’re so I tune it kills me to feel you hurting so much.” He whispered softly. “But we will survive, and we will get through. I have you, and I will be here as we get through it. I swear.”

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Steve

STeve whimpered softly. “Tony please… stop holding back… just… gods… take me! I need you… Tony… please….” He was damn near crying, wanting to scream at the desperation that poured through him because of the induced heat. HE knew Tony wanted to be careful but at that moment, careful didn’t matter to him anymore. He needed to feel the alpha buried inside of him and the sooner, the better.

Any modicum of control Tony had left was lost and he leaned in, holding himself up with one hand as the other pressed two fingers inside and scissored. He wanted to prep Steve at least a little before the two of them lost control. He could feel his rut settling into his skin and he groaned, biting gently at Steve’s neck. “Gotta get you ready at least a little, baby. Wouldn’t be able to forgive myself if I hurt you.” he breathed huskily, though his eyes tinted just the slightest fraction as he looked down at him. He was quickly looking focus, but managed to make sure the penthouse was locked down so no one could disturb them. HE leaned to kiss Steve again, hard and possessive. “Mine.” he panted against Steve’s lips, adding a third finger.

Steve whined and moaned beneath him, gasping sharply as those fingers pressed deep inside of him, scissoring him open, making him even hotter and more wet than before. “Yours…” he whimpered softly, kissing Tony hard as that third finger pressed inside of him. “Please… enough…. don’t need anymore prep… I just need you… want you…” he begged, fingers gripping tightly at Tony’s back and shoulders, raking down them and leaving light marks in their wake.

Tony shivered at the needy begging, nuzzling into Steve’s neck as he withdrew his fingers and adjusted to press the head of his dick gently into the omega. He gasped sharply as he sank further into Steve. “Fuck, baby.” He breathed, kissing and nibbling at Steve’s neck, fighting the urge to bite down. “I love you. So, so much, Steve. Do anything for you.” He swore, settling to give Steve time to adjust to the new sensation.

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Steve

Steve reached across and rested his hand over Thor’s, squeezing gently. “He was right then,” he said softly. “I’m glad you came back to me and that we figured out everything between us. There’s no place else I’d rather be now than with you. You’re everything to me, Thor. More important than anything else in my life.”

Thor looked at Steve and gave a soft smile, pausing to lean over and kiss him. “My brother knew me very well. He had over a thousand years to learn, after all.” He replied, nodding a little. “When I lost my people, I had very little hope. I only wanted to be home with you and let you meet them all. Losing Heimdall cut my chances of getting home to near nothing, he was the main reason I could travel between worlds. Losing Loki…” His voice went quiet again for a moment, turning his hand to lace their fingers. “It was all I had left of home, and all I wanted was wake up next to you and it all be a dream. But I knew Thanos was coming for earth, for you and the others and that rage at losing the one person I had left that I truly loved…it got me through long enough to get my axe, to get that hope back. I knew if I had anything left to fight for, it was you.” He turned to face Steve fully. “I know human customs are slightly strange to me, still. But I want to ask you to marry me, Steven. All I am is yours, and only you could call me home. I want that to be official.”

Thor was the only person who would call him ‘Steven’ and he loved the way it sounded coming from the other man. When Thor mentioned wanting to marry him, Steve felt like his heart might beat its way out of his chest. He stood up from his chair and walked around to Thor, still holding the other’s hand in his own. He stepped between the king’s thighs and leaned down to kiss him softly, brushing fingers through the back of his hair. “If you ask me, know that my only answer will be yes,” he whispered softly. “You are my home as well, Thor. So long as I am with you, I will be happy.”

Thor kept his eyes in Steve as rhe other moved around the table. He opened his legs some more to accommodate Steve, his free hand moving to rest at the side of Steve’s neck, his blue eyes meeting Steve’s paper ones. “My love, you are what gibes the world meaning. I shall ask for blessings tomorrow, but for now, I want us to enjoy some time alone. We’ve had a rough night.” He murmured softly. He tilted his head and hid his face in Steve’s neck. “My mate, my queen, my soul.” He whispered, holding him close.

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Steve

STeve whimpered softly. “Tony please… stop holding back… just… gods… take me! I need you… Tony… please….” He was damn near crying, wanting to scream at the desperation that poured through him because of the induced heat. HE knew Tony wanted to be careful but at that moment, careful didn’t matter to him anymore. He needed to feel the alpha buried inside of him and the sooner, the better.

Any modicum of control Tony had left was lost and he leaned in, holding himself up with one hand as the other pressed two fingers inside and scissored. He wanted to prep Steve at least a little before the two of them lost control. He could feel his rut settling into his skin and he groaned, biting gently at Steve’s neck. “Gotta get you ready at least a little, baby. Wouldn’t be able to forgive myself if I hurt you.” he breathed huskily, though his eyes tinted just the slightest fraction as he looked down at him. He was quickly looking focus, but managed to make sure the penthouse was locked down so no one could disturb them. HE leaned to kiss Steve again, hard and possessive. “Mine.” he panted against Steve’s lips, adding a third finger.

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Steve

Exhaustion set in heavily and Steve said nothing more before falling asleep in Peter’s arms. It wasn’t a restless sleep by any means. He woke at least three times during the night from nightmares that left him crying, screaming, and shaking in his husband’s arms. But all of that just wore him out even more and he finally passed out hard just as the sun was starting to rise outside. His body didn’t care. IT needed sleep and it was going to take it now, no matter what time it was or whether someone wanted to see him. He trusted Peter to take care of everything and keep him safe.

Peter’s entire being was on high alert, so he never got a deep sleep, always just under unconscious so that every time Steve jolted, he was awake with soothing words and kisses. He hoped the soundproofing he and Steve had put in would keep the manor from waking up, but it was a fleeting, distant thought in his mind compared to the need to take care of Steve. He was still in the dozing state when there was a knock just after sunrise, and Peter hummed just loud enough to be heard. Derek opened the door just enough to step inside, followed shortly by Stiles and Malia, the two teens looking quite worried. Peter lifted a finger to his lips. “He finally settled an hour ago.” he said quietly.

“It’s bad, isn’t it?” Stiles asked just as softly, and gaining a nod, looked down sadly. “How many did we lose?”

“Stiles, we talked about that-” Derek began, but stopped as Peter spoke.

“At least five?” Peter replied. “Bucky, Wanda, Vision, Sam and T’Challa for sure.” He adjusted just enough to pull Steve against his chest further, kissing his husband’s temple. “The others must be asking or the three of you wouldn’t be here.” He looked up and gained a nod from Malia.

“They’re worried about him. Lydia’s been upset all night.” she replied.

“Just let them know my primary focus is going to be Steve and that Derek is in charge.” Peter said. “Malia, you and Stiles are second in command under him until then. Is there breakfast?”

“Yeah, there’s breakfast.” Stiles assured. “I’ll bring some up” He took Derek’s hand, tugging gently until his mate moved, taking Malia’s hand as they moved by her to coax her out as well. Peter tucked himself as close to Steve as he could and closing his eyes as he kept a monitor on Steve’s heartrate.