Please Don't Ruin The Furniture
They walked back up to the commons, Bruce heading over for the sofa. Barnes looked around the large room, a lost and confused expression settling onto his face. He stepped closer to Tony, and Tony really hoped he wasn't about to be smothered in fightened super soldier.
"Any ideas for dinner?" Tony asked as he walked over to the kitchen to start getting out movie food and make some more coffee. One could never have too much coffee in Tony's opinion.
"We could get Indian food," Bruce offered. Tony glanced over at Barnes, who somehow managed to look even more confused at that.
"Sure, unless you want something else, Frosty?" Tony asked.
Barnes shook his head. "I will be fine with what you choose," he answered. Tony nodded and quickly sent in a order. He bought a plate of all the different meals, more than one on favorites.
After that was done Tony flopped down onto the couch next to Bruce. Barnes hovered uncertainly around them. Tony patted the couch cushions. "You can sit down," he said. Barnes hesitatntly sat down on the couch, still tense.
Tony turned the TV on and scrolled through the long list of moives. "Any ideas of what to watch?" he asked.
Barnes and Bruce shook their heads. Tony shrugged. "Um, let's do a nice movie marathon. I'm thinking Lord of the Rings? Anyone disagree?" he asked. Tony would have said Star Wars except he and Bruce had watched that as their last movie marathon. Plus, Tony doubted Barnes had ever seen Lord of the Rings and it really was a msaterpeice.
Bruce nodded. "Yeah, Lord of the Rings is good, plus it will give us nine hours where we can figure out how to explain this to Steve," he said. Barnes flinched and sunk into the couch. Tony frowned dand looked over at him.
"Do you not want us to tell Steve that you're here. Because if you're not comfortable with that then we won't do it," Tony said. Barnes peered over at him.
"I don't know..." he said.
Tony sighed, HYDRA really did a number on Barnes. "Would you be more comfortable if Steve was here or not?" he asked.
Barnes seemed to shrink in on himself. "If he were not here," he said quietly, ducking his head. Tony nodded.
"Then I won't tell him until you're ready to tell him yourself," Tony said before turning his attention back to the TV.
"Boss, the food has just arrived. Should I send it up?" Friday asked before Tony could click play.
"Of course!" Tony said, jumping to his feet. "Come on Elsa, you're going to love this," Tony said, dragging Barnes over to the kitchen. After a couple moments the food was delivered into the kitchen. Bruce grabbed his food and Tony gestured to the table. "You're allowed to pick whatever you want. Of course no one's going to force you to eat anything you don't want to," Tony said in case Barnes felt like he needed to eat something.
Barnes picked through the food in the center of the table, a slight frown on his face. He looked a little overwhelmed by the vast amount of food. Eventually he chose a simple curry and snatched a peice of bread before retreating over to Bruce. Tony grabbed his own meal and joined them.
Barnes picked at his food. He ate half of it before pushing the plate away and slumping lower into his chair. Tony frowned slightly, surely Barnes would need more food than this. If he ate anything like Steve did, he must still be starving. "You still hungry?" Tony asked.
Barnes looked up and nodded his head quickly before looking back down at the table. Tony's frown deepened. "Is there something wrong with the food?" he asked. Barnes hunched further into himself and shook his head. "Could I get you anything else?" Tony asked, maybe he didn't like the flavor.
Barnes shook his head again and looked absolutely miserable. Tony decided to think about that later and instead pushed his plate away. "No matter, we can just start the movie faster!" he said. They moved to the couch, the remaining food was shoved into the fridge and several sugary snacks were pulled out. They moved to the couch were Tony quickly turned on Fellowship of the Ring before snuggling into the couch.
Barnes and Bruce followed him to the couch and settled down to watch the long, three hour movies. It didn't take too long for Barnes to relax and become captivated by the movie. He looked a little bit like a child, watching with wide eyes and his knees tucked to his chest. A very deadly child. With a metal arm.
Tony couldn't help but get distracted by the arm throughout the movie. For such an old peice of technology it was amazing. Everytime Barnes moved the plates realigned themselves with a faint clicking noise. Tony's fingers itched with the want to take it all apart to see how it worked, and then rebuild it but better.
He quickly cut himself off from that train of thought. Barnes did not need Tony tinkering around with his arm, no matter how much Tony wanted to. Tony would only look at the arm if Barnes asked him. Yes, that way it would have to be Barens decision to ask and not feel like he had to say yes if he was asked a question. Which actually could end up being a problem. Espicially if Barnes felt like he had to agree to everything because HYDRA would surely never allow him to say no. Or just ignore him saying no and continue on with whatever they were doing at the time.
They watched the rest of the movies and by the end of Return of the King Tony was drowsy and half ready to fall asleep and never get back up. He glanced around the couch, Bruce had already fallen asleep and Barnes seemed to have done the same. Tony shurgged internally and then shifted into a more comfortable position, it would be boring doing science without anyone else there. Besides, he was feeling kind of tired.
Tony yawned and snuggled more into the couch and closed his eyes, drifting off to sleep.
A couple hours passed before Tony woke up to the smell of...bacon? Frowning to himself he slowly sat up and attempted to rub the sleep from his eyes. Barnes and Bruce had already woken up. Bruce, noticing Tony was awake, walked over to hand him a mug of coffe. Tony nodded his thanks and sipped at it, feeling the warmth spread through his body.
"Why are you making bacon?" Tony asked as Bruce quickly got back to the kitchen. Barnes was at the counter watching as Bruce made the food.
Bruce shrugged as he moved it to a plate. "Well, I thought it would be nice," he said.
"You're trying to get me to eat healthier."
"I'm trying to get you to eat healtheir."
Tony rolled his eyes and drank the rest of his coffee. Bruce slid a plate over to him and Tony dragged it closer. Tony quickly devoured the food, practically inhaling it. He had forgotten who hungry he was until he was faced with good food.
Barnes poked at the food he was given, not eating anything. Tony frowned and studied him. Barnes wasn't looking to good, his skin was pale and his eyes were bloodshot. Not to mention him looking half starved.
"Barnes, you feeling okay?" Tony asked.
Barnes looked up at him and shook his head slightly before looking back down at his plate.
Tony frowned. "Are you feeling sick?" he asked. Bruce stopped cleaning up and was also watching Barnes. He really hoped that they weren't about to have a sick super soldier on their hands. Especially because if he really was sick it would have to be extremely bad to get past a super solider's immune system.
"Well then, is there anything that we can do?" Tony asked. Barnes shrugged miserably, Tony actually doubted that he had gotten sick since he was kidnapped, Barnes probably didn't even know what to do. "Bruce, any ideas of how to care for sick super soldiers?" he asked.
Bruce waved his hands around. "I can give him a check up to see if we can find anything, if it's okay with you," he said, turning to look at Barnes.
Barnes looked up at Bruce. "You can fix it?" he asked.
"Yeah, I can try," Bruce said. Barnes nodded and gave Bruce a faint smile. Tony hoped that Barnes wouldn't freak out if they had to go donw to the med bay.
Tony quickly finished his plate and pushed it away. "Well, the sooner we get this done the sooner we can help our resident super soldier," he said. "Shall we?" he asked. Barnes and Bruce both nodded and stood up, following Tony through the tower. They reached te med bay, Barnes tensing a bit but walking in as though nothing was wrong.
Bruce checked to make sure that everything was working, just in case some peice of equipment had stopped in the short time they hadn't been tehre. Satsified that everything was in working order, Bruce turned to look at Barnes, who was hoverin uncertanly at the edge.
Bruce patted one of the tables and Barnes hesitantly got on it. Bruce pulled out a sphygmomanometer and held it up. "I'm going to put this around your arm so that I can check your blood pressure," he said. "You can tell me to stop if it makes you uncomfortable."
Barnes nodded and held his arm out. Bruce wrapped the cuff around his arm and quickly pumped it with air. Tony leaned against the wall and drank his coffee, watching Barnes in case he showed signs of freaking out.