It’s just a silly crush, anyway, and Tony will get over it eventually. He’ll stop tripping over his tongue whenever Cute Delivery Guy flashes him one of his rare smiles, he’ll stop with the awful nervous jokes, he’ll stop having the urge to offer to replace the Hammer Tech prosthesis with a superior Stark Tech model, he’ll stop wondering how Cute Delivery Guy’s seemingly permanent five o’clock shadow might feel against his own cheeks, he’ll stop staring at Cute Delivery Guy’s ass when he leaves, and he’ll throw out his pathetic cup stash. Eventually.
It’s not as if Cute Delivery Guy’s two-minute stops in his workshop are the highlights of Tony’s days, or anything embarrassing like that.
After being thawed, Steve's adrift in the 21st century. There's nothing for him here, just the endless cycle of pre-packaged food, pointless training exercises, and long hours at the gym. But when he takes on a new project, it leads him to a new friend - one who might open up all kinds of new doors, new feelings, new experiences. Or might just break his heart.
Tony Stark never thought he'd ever meet Captain America, let alone have his underwear tumbling around in Tony's dryer mere minutes after he broke Tony's doorknob.
HEIGHT DIFFERENCE AUS (let's be honest, rdj/tony stark is a short cinnamon bun) “You were trying to reach for a box of cereal and a whole shelf’s-worth of cereal boxes fell on you here let me help”
Steve quickly found his seat once he got on the plane and reached up to put his carry-on in the overhead bin. He was one of the last people to get on the plane, and he noticed the seat next to him was empty. This flight was definitely looking up. As he was about to take his seat though, he heard a vaguely familiar voice next to him.
“Excuse me? I’m so sorry to bother you with this, but would you mind helping me get my carry-on up there? The angle is just awkward from here, and you have a definite height advantage which’ll make things go a bit faster. Plus, I may have over packed a bit, and it weighs a ton, which I’m sorry in advance for, but judging by the size of your biceps and shoulders – not that I was staring or anything, but you look like you work out, yeah? – you will handle it in a much better fashion than I could.”
Steve, on the other hand, was definitely staring now. Because when he’d turned, he was looking at Tony Stark.