( did scott floor it? maybe. does he care that he floored it? not at all. in the muddled mess of his dumb, dumb mind, as long as the finished product is being home with henley and getting his hands on the soft skin of her cheeks, then he's more satisfied than he'll ever be.
that being said, he's all too happy to park the van (that isn't even his, but luis is kind and tends to let scott keep it for the most part regardless) by his building and climb the stairs two at a time to get to her.
when he finally gets the door to his flat open, he's grinning already, and because scott's a mess of romantic cliches, he calls-- ) Honey, I'm home!
[ working shows that mostly ran at night leave henley with a fair amount of free time during the day. usually she's productive - doing chores, running errands, practicing routines - but since meeting scott she makes a fair amount of that time for him. for both of them, really.
and sure, she feels bad about pulling scott away from his work so often, but he never protests all that much so it's hard not to try it again. i'll be better after this, she thinks. she's not sure if she really believes herself, though.
she had spent the morning lounging around the flat in one of scott's t-shirts, and she's still wearing it when she hears scott at the door. she's already in the bedroom so she slides over the covers of the bed and lies down in wait for him.
she chuckles at the greeting that is just scott in every way. still smiling, she calls back.]
I had someone to clean up for. ( it's a cheesy thing to say but scott's a cheesy guy, so it all fits. he's not very used to wearing suits--the last one he wore was likely something cheap and rental-esque for his trial after the whole vistacorp ideal--but tony looks proud and scott actually feels like a pretty cool person right now (not 007 super spy cool, but cool nevertheless). this is a good place to be. ) But I'm thinking maybe I should've thought of shaving or something, you know?
( he finally takes a good look at tony from anywhere besides from beneath his lashes, and--okay, that's definitely grease on his face. and his hair's messy. and seriously, even the outfit he's got on fits every single 'inventor' cliche, and scott's expression goes all soft and fond before he can do anything about it. )
Jeez. You even look like you just made a flamethrower, you know that?
( reaching out, scott dips his thumb in the grease mark and presses hard to wipe it off. then he stares at it where it rests on the pad of his thumb. )
[Whatever, it might be a cheesy line but Tony is still smiling pretty damn broadly, anyway. If anything, he looks a little proud when Scott mentions that he had someone to clean up for.] Eh, whatever. Minor details. The stubble looks good with that suit.
[It's said casually, but it's not a lie. He's about to say something, but he catches how Scott is watching him, and Tony feels so completely disarmed by the look on his face that at first he doesn't even know what to say. It's until then that he realizes he probably should have changed from the jeans and t-shirt that have seen better days, but before he can excuse himself to go change Scott is wiping the grease off of him. And his brain, god, it feels like it legitimately short circuits a little because he doesn't know what to say. Not because he doesn't have an answer to his question, he just...hadn't been expecting that.]
...oh. Uh, I...was bored?
[And apparently his brain decided to do weird shit when it was running on little sleep, and a shit-ton of caffeine. He really didn't want to tell him that part, though. Rhodey already gives him enough crap about that.]
It's pretty cool, though. I have targets to shoot at and everything.
Isn't it, like, kind of weird--that you came here on a jet plane to kiss me? I mean, I'm flattered, but dude.
( as it is scott's got his arms over tony's shoulders, drawing him close because holy shit, he loves this. in-between just about every word he kisses tony's smiling mouth, murmurs and whispers into it. )
[The moment Scott had opened the door, Tony had essentially launched his way in. To say he's happy to see him is an understatement, and the way his smile reaches his eyes like it's the most normal thing in the world proves it. He kisses him eagerly, arms looped around his waist as he brings him closer to him.]
Mm, thank you.
[With a hand grasping the back of Scott's shirt, he kisses him again but this time he lingers for a moment before he lets out a quiet (but very happy) hum.] God, you taste so good.
I'm pretty sure for vodka to loosen someone up they need to drink it not have it poured over their person like they have unlimited laundry capabilities
( wakanda is awesome. it's far away from cassie and his family and friends, which is not so awesome, but it's still awesome in the sense that it's technologically sky-high and scott can go to school for advanced robotics (homeschool, which he swears he'll pay t'challa for one day when he actually gets a job) while they're here. granted, he's sure they won't be able to stay for long, but he'll take advantage of it while he can. he is going to come home to san francisco so smart, jesus.
but anyway, the 'tada'. yeah. steve is sitting by himself for some reason or other (scott doesn't try to psycho-analyse superheroes), scott just finished an exam of sorts and aced it with flying colours, and now he's got pudding. japanese-style, because he likes the jelly-esque consistency of it.
when he holds the bowl out in front of steve, he's grinning. written atop the pudding in caramel sauce is "#2 dad". )
[Father's Day is such a damn tricky thing for Tony. He hates holidays like these - they're fake, manufactured and done only for companies to rake in a profit (he should know, he was the CEO of his company once) - but he can never escape the weight of it.
This year is no exception, but before he can spend all day drinking and brooding, he makes sure Scott gets a delivery at his apartment. It's nothing crazy, just a box with some treats along with a pound of the expensive coffee Scott had liked the last time he visited. At the bottom of the box, a note in Tony's writing can be found:]
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Happy Father's Day - I hope you and Cassie are having a blast. I've seen how much that little girl means to you, and it's good to know that there are fathers in this world that care that much about their children.
I didn't make the cake pops, and I know you can probably make some better ones, but I hope you enjoy these.
( it's late when scott finally manages to pick up his phone, but he's happy. the kind of happy that reaches his bones, his heart. )
The cake pops were DELICIOUS and Cassie loved them. Even Maggie loved them, and Maggie doesn't have much of a sweet tooth! Paxton didn't bother trying though but we've kind of established that he's kind of a dick.
Cassie made me spaghetti today.
I am going to show you all my Father's Day spoils as soon as I can. Because they're awesome. And in PLURAL. And I have to.
You should look at our dumbass smiling faces on the pictures that're no doubt on your phone and I'm sure that's marginally better than an angry Captain America.
the fact he isn't wearing them for prison-related reasons probably has something to do with it. the fact that hope's the one who clicked them onto him definitely has something to do with it.
scott's breath leaves him in equal, easy measures. lying on the mattress with his shirt gone and excitement somewhere in his blood isn't anything new--but the excitement boiling with special attention on his wrists certainly is. the excitement existing at all because he's cuffed is the most novel sensation of all.
he doesn't know yet if he's allowed to speak, but if he were any weaker he might have started quivering. instead, he watches hope as much as he can while she stands at the end of the bed.
scott gives up when his neck starts to hurt, his head dropping to the mattress, but says nothing. not yet.
He's been watching the other man for a while, trying to identify his scent. It's mostly human, but somehow underpinned by a different, more musky smell which he knows he recognises but can't quite place - and that's annoying.
Being a fugitive with Captain America is, like, the coolest thing ever without context, but Scott is tired of weird countries and fake names and trying to learn new languages overnight. Most of all he misses Cassie. It shows in the frown on his face as he lines up at a coffee store.
Does he speak the language here? Not besides 'do you speak English', 'where's the bathroom', and 'no solicitors'. So he's squinting at the menu as he lines up. It's not looking well for him.
Scott turns his head and rubs his neck, then sees the guy looking at him.
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that being said, he's all too happy to park the van (that isn't even his, but luis is kind and tends to let scott keep it for the most part regardless) by his building and climb the stairs two at a time to get to her.
when he finally gets the door to his flat open, he's grinning already, and because scott's a mess of romantic cliches, he calls-- ) Honey, I'm home!
neverrrrrrrr
and sure, she feels bad about pulling scott away from his work so often, but he never protests all that much so it's hard not to try it again. i'll be better after this, she thinks. she's not sure if she really believes herself, though.
she had spent the morning lounging around the flat in one of scott's t-shirts, and she's still wearing it when she hears scott at the door. she's already in the bedroom so she slides over the covers of the bed and lies down in wait for him.
she chuckles at the greeting that is just scott in every way. still smiling, she calls back.]
In here, Darling!
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I had someone to clean up for. ( it's a cheesy thing to say but scott's a cheesy guy, so it all fits. he's not very used to wearing suits--the last one he wore was likely something cheap and rental-esque for his trial after the whole vistacorp ideal--but tony looks proud and scott actually feels like a pretty cool person right now (not 007 super spy cool, but cool nevertheless). this is a good place to be. ) But I'm thinking maybe I should've thought of shaving or something, you know?
( he finally takes a good look at tony from anywhere besides from beneath his lashes, and--okay, that's definitely grease on his face. and his hair's messy. and seriously, even the outfit he's got on fits every single 'inventor' cliche, and scott's expression goes all soft and fond before he can do anything about it. )
Jeez. You even look like you just made a flamethrower, you know that?
( reaching out, scott dips his thumb in the grease mark and presses hard to wipe it off. then he stares at it where it rests on the pad of his thumb. )
Why did you make a flamethrower, Tony?
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[It's said casually, but it's not a lie. He's about to say something, but he catches how Scott is watching him, and Tony feels so completely disarmed by the look on his face that at first he doesn't even know what to say. It's until then that he realizes he probably should have changed from the jeans and t-shirt that have seen better days, but before he can excuse himself to go change Scott is wiping the grease off of him. And his brain, god, it feels like it legitimately short circuits a little because he doesn't know what to say. Not because he doesn't have an answer to his question, he just...hadn't been expecting that.]
...oh. Uh, I...was bored?
[And apparently his brain decided to do weird shit when it was running on little sleep, and a shit-ton of caffeine. He really didn't want to tell him that part, though. Rhodey already gives him enough crap about that.]
It's pretty cool, though. I have targets to shoot at and everything.
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For what it's worth, I want to be good for you, too.
But you're already doing a pretty great job, Hope.
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But I realised maybe I'd have to be able to catch you like Patrick Swayze.
Now I'm good--we both know I'm good--but I'm not THAT good.
I hope you're okay with Can't Take My Eyes Off of You.
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Come on, let's stick to lunchables! You don't wanna be a cannibal, trust me.
It's only sexy on TV.
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( as it is scott's got his arms over tony's shoulders, drawing him close because holy shit, he loves this. in-between just about every word he kisses tony's smiling mouth, murmurs and whispers into it. )
Your cologne smells nice, by the way.
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[The moment Scott had opened the door, Tony had essentially launched his way in. To say he's happy to see him is an understatement, and the way his smile reaches his eyes like it's the most normal thing in the world proves it. He kisses him eagerly, arms looped around his waist as he brings him closer to him.]
Mm, thank you.
[With a hand grasping the back of Scott's shirt, he kisses him again but this time he lingers for a moment before he lets out a quiet (but very happy) hum.] God, you taste so good.
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ILY THO RILEY
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thx 4 saving us from captcha
this is why i'm the better hero, ray
ur not but u do have better abs
your chest is so nice tho
truuuuu
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( wakanda is awesome. it's far away from cassie and his family and friends, which is not so awesome, but it's still awesome in the sense that it's technologically sky-high and scott can go to school for advanced robotics (homeschool, which he swears he'll pay t'challa for one day when he actually gets a job) while they're here. granted, he's sure they won't be able to stay for long, but he'll take advantage of it while he can. he is going to come home to san francisco so smart, jesus.
but anyway, the 'tada'. yeah. steve is sitting by himself for some reason or other (scott doesn't try to psycho-analyse superheroes), scott just finished an exam of sorts and aced it with flying colours, and now he's got pudding. japanese-style, because he likes the jelly-esque consistency of it.
when he holds the bowl out in front of steve, he's grinning. written atop the pudding in caramel sauce is "#2 dad". )
Happy Father's Day, Cap.
because he had to
This year is no exception, but before he can spend all day drinking and brooding, he makes sure Scott gets a delivery at his apartment. It's nothing crazy, just a box with some treats along with a pound of the expensive coffee Scott had liked the last time he visited. At the bottom of the box, a note in Tony's writing can be found:]
Scott,
Happy Father's Day - I hope you and Cassie are having a blast. I've seen how much that little girl means to you, and it's good to know that there are fathers in this world that care that much about their children.
I didn't make the cake pops, and I know you can probably make some better ones, but I hope you enjoy these.
- T
NOOOOOOOOOOOO OH MY GOD
The cake pops were DELICIOUS and Cassie loved them. Even Maggie loved them, and Maggie doesn't have much of a sweet tooth! Paxton didn't bother trying though but we've kind of established that he's kind of a dick.
Cassie made me spaghetti today.
I am going to show you all my Father's Day spoils as soon as I can. Because they're awesome. And in PLURAL. And I have to.
But oh man, Tony--
I love your handwriting.
SORRY NOT SORRY
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Or it might at least soothe the ache.
'cause last night was awesome.
bless you for moving this thread
anything for the moronic duo
what a great and apt title for them
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thanks!
tfln has led to such a dark topic
lol i know i'm so sorry
i love it :'|
yay :D
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1 / idk, sorry about your inbox
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5 / 5 OKAY DONE. (sorry again)
I LOVE IT IM DY ING???? RAY!!!!
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the fact he isn't wearing them for prison-related reasons probably has something to do with it. the fact that hope's the one who clicked them onto him definitely has something to do with it.
scott's breath leaves him in equal, easy measures. lying on the mattress with his shirt gone and excitement somewhere in his blood isn't anything new--but the excitement boiling with special attention on his wrists certainly is. the excitement existing at all because he's cuffed is the most novel sensation of all.
he doesn't know yet if he's allowed to speak, but if he were any weaker he might have started quivering. instead, he watches hope as much as he can while she stands at the end of the bed.
scott gives up when his neck starts to hurt, his head dropping to the mattress, but says nothing. not yet.
she told him to be quiet. )
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hELLO
GUESS WHO WENT "OH MY GOD" IN THE MIDDLE OF A MEETING........
Steve / M / so legal
Buff blond babe (eng only)
dhjfc stealthiness not your forte? 🙈
not when i get tags from u ;____;
ahhh you flatter me!! i was supervising an exam, i had to be quiet ;-;
i was listening to people talk about tech :x but now im free and PLAYIN WITH U!!
CLEARLY the superior activity............ !!
finding out u played more people was like having the heavens open
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well fuck me idk what i'm doing
I need a favour
i spent a good few minutes breathing shakily into my pillow
( yeah, scott's already up. )
BUT DID YOU SLEEP
I DID I SWEAR IM A GOOD NOODLE
GOOD I'M GLAD
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It was worth a shot.
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it's great she calls her platonic bff that once and then his brother laughs at him :D
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Being a fugitive with Captain America is, like, the coolest thing ever without context, but Scott is tired of weird countries and fake names and trying to learn new languages overnight. Most of all he misses Cassie. It shows in the frown on his face as he lines up at a coffee store.
Does he speak the language here? Not besides 'do you speak English', 'where's the bathroom', and 'no solicitors'. So he's squinting at the menu as he lines up. It's not looking well for him.
Scott turns his head and rubs his neck, then sees the guy looking at him.
So he looks back.
Then: "Do you speak English?"
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