Chapter 9
STEVE
He watched their youngest walk to his room as he pointedly ignored his husband trying to win their useless argument.
“Hey! Quit ignoring me,” the brunette pouted as Steve rolled his eyes heavily before turning back to the man.
“I can ignore you if I want to,” Steve said just as maturely back.
“Oh? Is that a challenge?” Tony asked as he shifted and reached over to fondle the taller man, who quickly swatted the other’s attempt. “Hey!”
“What? I was being serious?” Steve quipped back as he shifted away. “You have a point, it’s your hair. Just like it’s my cock and ass,” he finished with a shrug, thoroughly enjoying the hurt look on his husband’s face. It quickly turned from hurt to mischievous.
“Pretty sure we’ve established that those both belong to me,” Tony growled back with wiggly eyebrows.
Steve caved for a moment, unable to hide the laughter from his love’s antics before quickly standing to evade his husband’s grabby hands.
“Nope. Your hair, my ass,” he said simply as he took their empty coffee cups to the kitchen. He didn’t need to look back to know the brunette was following.
He could hear the man-child stomp his way into the kitchen after him.
“So what does this mean? You’re staying abstinent until my old man hairs grow back? Cause honey, we both know you won’t last that long.” Steve, whilst rolling his eyes, took the cups to the sink and turned the faucet on to clean them, back still turned to his husband as he replied.
“I didn’t say that, I just said you can’t touch my cock or ass,” the blonde quipped as he finished cleaning and finally turned back to the man. Tony was leaning against the counter, glaring at the blonde.
“I see…” he began before they heard the sounds of the elevator dinging. Didn’t stop his husband from continuing their conversation as they heard footsteps approach. “Well, we’ll see how long you can go without these magic fingers,” the genius said as he wiggled the digits around just as Emerson walked into the kitchen to join them.
Immediately looking like she might turn around and leave.
“Can you guys…just not?” she said in exhaustion as she walked over to open the refrigerator.
“Em I’m going to start dinner in a few…” Steve began before he saw her bring out…what looked to be a beer bottle in her hand, “what’s that?”
“It’s hard cider, officer. Do you want to see my ID?” she sassed as he heard his husband snort behind him.
“Alright, miss sassy pants. I just wasn’t aware you had even purchased that.”
“Well my sincerest apologies, next time I’ll make sure you approve of my shopping list,” she sassed again, earning yet another snort from his husband. Steve made sure to turn to throw a glare his way this time, though the man seemed completely unfazed by it.
“Em, ignore Mr. Stick-up-his-ass, we got something we need to talk to you about that’s more important than your father’s neuroticism.” Steve felt a flare of anger zip through his spine, then realized his husband was saying things deliberately to piss him off.
“You’re getting a divorce?” she asked, causing both men to turn and gawk at her. A smile spread across her face before she pulled her phone out and handed it to them.
It was an article in some tabloid magazine about Steve leaving Tony for some young twink – including a blurry picture with said twink and a Steve look alike.
“That’s actually kind of hot,” Tony said, catching Steve off guard as he felt his anger grow while he pinched the bridge of his nose. So he was realllly, trying to get a rise out of him…
“You two are gross and also impossible,” Emerson half-teased at them as she opened her bottle and took a sip. “Now, what is actually up?”
“Well, your father is apparently leaving me for a younger man, so maybe we should start with that?”
“There it is,” Steve said, wondering when the dramatics would show up.
“Guys!” Emerson snapped, interrupting the two.
“Right, your father is sorry,” Tony began, ignoring the glare Steve sent him. “We’ve been talking, and we are planning on moving to the mansion outside the city.”
“The one you grew up in?” Emerson asked.
“The very one. Plus some upgrades and additional lab space, of course.”
“Oh,” she said with a frown, “when do we move?” The question had Steve stealing a glance at Tony, who was looking back at him with a sad expression.
“Sweetheart,” Steve began, “you can keep staying in the Tower. We haven’t decided officially what to do with it yet. Shuri just wanted you around family and if you’d rather stay–”
“–No, I’m fine with the mansion. I’d…rather be around you guys.”
“Good, cause we’d rather have you around anyway. We move in a few weeks. Maybe in that time one of you can help me convince your father I’m allowed to dye my hairs on my own damn head.” Steve rolled his eyes and was about to say a snarky comeback when his daughter interrupted his thoughts.
“Is this some sort of late-life crisis?” she asked the blonde, which had him immediately chuckling in response while he heard his husband scoff in offense.
“E tu, Emerson?” his husband grumbled as their daughter walked over to give him a kiss on his cheek. She chuckled as she did so, and Steve couldn’t help but notice the small smile escaping Tony’s lips as she turned and left the kitchen.
“Really regret keeping her,” the genius mumbled as Steve rolled his eyes fondly.
“No you don’t.”
“No, I don’t,” his love said with a smile. “You know me so well.”
“Apparently not,” the blonde grumbled out, glaring at the man’s jet black hair while the brunette rolled his eyes at him.
“Well...at least I’m not the one being unfaithful,” the man mumbled as Steve looked confused for a moment before glaring back at the man.
“Darling, I would never be unfaithful,” he said sweetly as he walked over to his husband, placing a kiss on his cheek, “but if I did, I wouldn’t get caught.”
“You think you’re so cute, don’t you? JARVIS? When exactly was that photo taken?” the shorter man asked the ceiling with his hands on his hips.
“It appears to have been taken last Thursday at around three in the afternoon, Sir.”
“Uh huh, and where exactly was the Captain last Thursday around three in the afternoon?” Tony asked smugly, still looking at Steve.
“He was with you, in your lab, performing adult activities I would rather not say aloud.” Steve threw his head back and laughed, laughing harder when he saw his husband pout adorably.
The supersoldier suddenly remembered that instance, and how he was too busy being balls deep in Tony to cheat on him.
“Hardy-har, laugh it up asshole,” Tony snarled, stepping away from the blonde as Steve kept laughing at his grumpy face. “We’ll see who outlasts who with your abstinence game, mister.”
“Well we agreed to watch the twins tonight, so your ‘magic fingers’ will have to be put on hold, anyway, mister horndog.” His husband looked at him for a long moment, squinting at the man as he raked his eyes up and down the super soldier’s body.
“We’ll see who outlasts who…” the brunette repeated before turning to go to his lab. Steve took the opportunity to watch him go.