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Juniper couldn’t quite grasp the entire concept that Tony has conceived. That’s why he is the mastermind and she was just someone in the foreground. Truthfully, she lived a simple life. Her adoptive father worked in an office, and her adoptive mother stayed home with them. Creativity and innovation wasn’t part of the norm. “Why do you need that? Isn’t what you have now state of the art?” She questioned, rather intrigued by Tony’s need for the best.

Tony shrugged. “I design the best. And when I find a small thing to fix, I fix it right away. Keeps everyone safer and makes it easier to go into a fight if I know everything is as good as it can be.” he explained. “I’m a bit of a perfectionsit, as I’m sure you’ve noticed by now.”

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Once off the couch, he let Tony help him back to their bedroom and he sat on the edge of the bed. He settled into bed, curling beneath the sheet and blanket, watching Tony get changed and wiating for his husband to come to bed once he’d done so.

Tony walked over and curled in bed next to Steve, pressing himself close and tucking his head under his husband’s. “Get some sleep, baby. I’ll get up and make breakfast for us in the morning, but you need rest.” he urged, reaching up to pet his fingers through blonde hair. “I promise I’ll make all your favorites if you sleep.”

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“I’m so tired, Tony,” he whispered softly. “Sleep first then food. Help me to bed?” he looked at his husband and reached out, brushing hair from Tony’s face. “You need a hair cut,” he teased tiredly, leaning in to kiss him softly. “I’m just glad to finally be home again.”

Tony knew Steve needed to eat, but if he couldn’t stay awake, food would have to wait for sure. He took a slow breath and nodded, wishing he’d pushed the issue and made Steve take him along. He returned the kiss willingly, just glad Steve was home where he belonged. He pulled back to help Steve up, laughing a little. “Yeah, well, I had more important thing on my mind than cutting my hair, y’know.” he countered, guiding them to bed and helping Steve get in before going to their dresser to change into some pajamas.

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Steve leaned against TOny but didn’t even try to argue with him. He was exhausted. He was so tired of everything. He finally slid off the stool and put his now emtpy cup in the sink. “Come back to bed with me?” he asked in a small, vulnerable sounding voice. “I don’t want to be alone right now…”

Tony finished his tea and went to walk with Steve. “You’re not alone. I’m right here.” he swore, linking his arm with Steve’s and lacing their fingers together. “Do you think you could try to sleep? Or should I try to do something else?” he asked, eyes looking up at Steve as they went back to their room.

“I should be able to sleep again,” he said, though he sounded hesitant about it all. He crawled back into their bed and lay down, curling up against Tony once his husband was beside him. He nuzzled the other’s neck and cheek, kissing him there softly before settling down and closing his eyes, trying to slow his breathing as well.

Tony curled up beside Steve, arms encircling him and fingers running through blonde hair. He gave a soft hum as Steve kissed his neck. “Would it help if I sang a little? Or distracted you somehow?” He asked, his voice soft. His husband needed a break, and if he had to take Steve and just vanish for a while, he would. He fully intended on having it out with Fury in the morning, but now his focus was his husband. “How does a vacation sound?”

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Steve leaned against TOny but didn’t even try to argue with him. He was exhausted. He was so tired of everything. He finally slid off the stool and put his now emtpy cup in the sink. “Come back to bed with me?” he asked in a small, vulnerable sounding voice. “I don’t want to be alone right now…”

Tony finished his tea and went to walk with Steve. “You’re not alone. I’m right here.” he swore, linking his arm with Steve’s and lacing their fingers together. “Do you think you could try to sleep? Or should I try to do something else?” he asked, eyes looking up at Steve as they went back to their room.

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“Fighting is all I do,” he said quietly, setting his cup down and leaning in to Tony’s touch against his hair, his eyes closing in a resigned way. “They’re not going to let me quit, Tony. They fucking own me. They found me… I’m still able to fight, I’m healthy, I’m the only person who survived with the super soldier serum intact… you really think for one minute that SHIELD will let me retire and simply fade into the background? They’ll never let me go, Tony. And sometimes… sometimes I wish I was in the ice again just to keep from being a soldier now. I fought for so long, so hard… and for what?” He choked up, tears filling his eyes as he dropped his head onto the island, his whole body starting to shake.

Tony was furious at the way his husband broke down. “Like hell they own you, Steve. Just because they found you in the ice doesn’t mean they own your life!” He took a slow breath to try and calm himself. “You can fade into the background and train new Avengers, damn it. If I’m a big enough asset that they’ll let me just do the tech, they can let you step down and train. You can’t keep fighting forever. We deserve to have a family and be happy without them always looming over us.” he said, his tone angry. “I’m not letting them take you back out again. No. You need a fucking break and if I have to punch Fury is his one eyed face I will do it.”

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Steve let Tony help him get the uniform off and the under-suit beneath it, showing the various healing injuries he’d sustained. “I’m not in a whole lot of pain, I”m mostly exhausted and hungry. My calorie intake has only been about a thousand calories for the past four days…”

Tony frowned a little, brushign his fingers over the bruises in a ghost touch before nodding. “I can make us food or I can order something so I can clean you up?” he offered, dark honey eyes looking up at blue. “We’ll get your intake back up, I promise, baby.”

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Steve leaned against him, sipping quietly at his own tea for a few moments before he spoke. “I guess I thought all of this would stop after a while, you know? I.. I don’t understand why I’m still having these nightmares. I talk to Sam regularly… it should be helping so… why does it feel like it’s not?”

Tony was quiet as Steve spoke, content to listen for as long as Steve needed him to. WHen Steve finished, he sighed. “I still have them from time to time.” he admitted. “Usually it’s easier to calm down when you’re next to me. Before this, my life was lonely and for a long time I hid it in bad ways. Then you came into my life. I found something to focus on that was good, that made me happy.” He explained, reaching up to run his hand through blonde hair. “Sometimes talking isn’t always going to help. You need something else to keep your mind grounded. Like a hobby or something. Mine just happens to be being able to love you, and have you in my life.” He thought for a moment. “I know it may not be the best idea, but what if part of it is that you’re still fighting? All the time. I got out to help rebuild everything, help make sure everyone is safer, but you’re still on the front line every time we end up in a battle.”

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Steve gasped sharply. He’d just walked into the penthouse after being gone for three weeks on a mission. He was banged up, bruised, sore, tired, and starving but Tony had accosted him as soon as he’d stepped off the elevator and Steve didn’t feel like stopping him.

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Tont had been panicked for days, waiting for Steve to come home. “I thought I’d lost you.” He finally said as he tried not to cry. “You went iff radar and I couldn’t find you and…” He cut off, leaning to bury his face in Steve’s neck. “I was so worried, Steve…” He whispered.

“I’m sorry, honey,” Steve whispered softly, sliding his hands along his husband’s back. “I was ambushed. It was… rough, trying to get back to the pick up area. I was afraid Iw ouldn’t see you again. Tony… I uh.. I need to sit down though before I pass out…”

Tony pulled away to help Steve to the couch. “We got you home.” He said softly, sitting beside Steve and helping him undress some. “Let me see if I can help with anything.” His hands were shaking as he spoke, happy to have his husband home but still reeling from the fear of losing him.

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Steve gasped sharply. He’d just walked into the penthouse after being gone for three weeks on a mission. He was banged up, bruised, sore, tired, and starving but Tony had accosted him as soon as he’d stepped off the elevator and Steve didn’t feel like stopping him.

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Tont had been panicked for days, waiting for Steve to come home. “I thought I’d lost you.” He finally said as he tried not to cry. “You went iff radar and I couldn’t find you and…” He cut off, leaning to bury his face in Steve’s neck. “I was so worried, Steve…” He whispered.