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Secret Santa: Tis the Season - part 2/2
Season's Greetings: del-rion
Title: Tis the Season
Rating: Teen Audiences and Up
Universe: MCU
Warnings: None (mostly fluff and a little bit of angst)
From: kellebelle /![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
badassgenius
Summary: This is Steve’s first Christmas since waking up from the ice and he wants to make it a good one. His biggest challenge is getting Tony into the Christmas spirit too.
or
Four times Steve had to get Tony into the Christmas spirit and one time Tony had to do it for Steve.
Link to part 1
-1-
Steve popped into the kitchen with a bounce in his step. “Well I finished wrapping presents!”
A few others grumbled because they hadn’t even started that process yet.
Tony lifted a hand for Steve to high five and immediately regretted that decision.
“Tony, it doesn’t count if you pay someone else to do it for you.”
Tony smiled lovingly at Natasha while he continued trying to finish adjusting part of his faceplate. He figured if they were going to keep making him come up and do things he’d bring his work to the table. “You’re just jealous because you have hideous bow wrapping abilities.”
The soldier took a seat next to the genius and everyone grew silent. It took the both of them to notice it but when they did they were greeted with snickers.
“So are you going to tell me what’s funny or will I need to phone a friend so I can get the answer?”
Clint not so subtly jerked his head upward a few times, eyes fixed on a spot over Tony’s head.
Tony looked up and then, “Ok that was not there when I came in here. Who’s responsible?”
No one owned up. Jerks.
“This means you have to kiss Steve.”
Tony huffed. “I don’t have to do anything. This is a stupid Christmas tradition and I don’t like it when a piece of foliage dictates whether or not I should kiss someone.”
“Well someone’s a grinch this year. Only coal in your stocking this year.”
That earned Clint a flip of the bird from Tony and he was looking at Steve.
“What’s your opinion, Rogers?”
Steve shrugged, giving Tony a strange look. “Christmas tradition and all of that.”
“KISS KISS KISS!”
“Put a sock in it, Barton!”
Clint mimicked zipping his lips but the smirk stayed. Unfortunately Bruce, Natasha and Thor looked like they were just as eager as Clint was.
Tony just sighed. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to kiss Steve. He really really did, but he was sometimes a ridiculous sap and wanted a kiss to mean something. Okay a kiss from Steve to mean something. He had it bad. Shut up.
Steve just winked at Tony. “Don’t worry about it. No pressure. If you don’t want to then you don’t have to.”
“I didn’t sa--” and his mouth fell open.
Steve picked up the Iron Man helmet from the table and gave it a sweet, quick kiss before setting it back down. He smiled at Tony and then laughed at the look on his face.
“Did you just…”
“Yep.”
“But I thought…”
“You seemed a little intimidated by the thought.”
Tony nearly choked. “I was not intimidated!”
The grin on Steve’s face was challenge enough for Tony to lurch forward, his lips crashing into Steve’s, his hand reaching up to hold the soldier’s head in place. Steve immediately started kissing back and Tony almost forgot how to breathe. He pressed his lips harder to Steve’s and the soldier was holding Tony’s face in his hands.
Finally someone interrupted. “Oh my god. Get a room already.”
Steve pulled back slowly, licking his own lips and giving the genius a satisfied smile.
“I think we should definitely do that again.”
Steve nodded.
“Can you guys not do it in front of us at least?”
Tony rolled his eyes. “You talk too much, Clint. Plus you guys were badgering us to do it so technically you dug your own grave.”
“Ugh. Well we’re ready to eat so could you not disgrace the table before the food is even on it?”
Tony smirked. “I can’t make any promises.”
“I hate you.”
“Liar.”
Steve grabbed Tony’s hand from under the table and smiled. “We should talk later.”
Tony nodded. “Yeah. I can’t believe you kissed my helmet like that.”
Steve chuckled. “Tis the season.”
“You know that excuse won’t work forever.”
Steve’s eyes just twinkled.
+1+
Tony was shivering.
They had been in the middle of a Christmas Eve battle as luck would have it and Tony ended up being hurled into the freezing waters of the Hudson River, his suit already losing power before that had happened. Steve had stared on helplessly, screaming Tony’s name as he ran toward the water but stopped when the Hulk made it in there first.
What felt like hours but was most likely a minute the Hulk returned with a very still Tony and Steve felt his stomach bottom out. He’d run toward the Hulk and crouched down next to the genius when he was placed on the ground. He wasted no time in ripping off Iron Man’s face plate. Tony could yell at him for it later. His first instinct was to feel for a pulse. Tony was cold. So cold but there was a faint pulse present. Steve tried to hold back the tears that sprang to his eyes as his own memories of cold water rushing toward him came to the forefront.
“Tony. Please wake up. Please.” He pulled Tony into his lap as he sat, waiting for medical to come and get them.
Tony eventually did open his eyes and loudly protested when medical tried to take him away. He held on tightly to Steve’s hand. He had protested weakly and demanded to be sent home because he wasn’t going to wake up in a hospital on Christmas morning.
Finally they had relented after offering the team very strict instructions on what needed to be done for the billionaire.
This was how Steve and Tony had found themselves resting in front of a fireplace. He felt miserable and knew Tony probably felt worse. He continued to shiver. Despite that, Tony seemed relaxed as Steve held on to him.
“This isn’t how I wanted Christmas to go.”
Tony snorted. “Yeah I don’t think this is what I wanted either.”
Steve was silent for a long time, and when he did speak again it was quietly. “I thought I’d lost you, Tony. It was like losing everyone in my life all over again.”
“You won’t be getting rid of me so easily, Rogers,” the genius mumbled as he tried to tame the shivering a little bit.
“I hope not.”
Tony looked up then, worried, and Steve was crying silently. “I woke up and everyone was just gone, Tony. I missed out on their lives. I just wanted to reassure myself that I could have a normal Christmas and that…”
“Steve. Steve, calm down.” Tony pushed himself into a sitting position as best he could and hugged the soldier. “I’m right here. I’ll be here when you wake up in the morning.”
Steve just smiled, burying his face in Tony’s hair. “Promise?”
“Cross my arc reactor.”
Steve laughed silently, his body shaking. “I froze right before I got to the water. The Hulk saved you and I froze. The water, the cold, I couldn’t…”
“I don’t blame you, Steve.”
“I thought I’d never get to see you again. Losing everyone is hard. Losing someone you love on Christmas...that has to be harder.”
Tony was silent this time, contemplating as to whether or not he wanted to say the next thing to Steve. He was sure Steve knew, but Tony’d never talked about it with anyone.
“My parents died a week before Christmas. On Christmas Day I was a rich orphan. Strangely enough, the first Christmas without them was no different than the years before when they were actually alive. Jarvis...he always made sure that I was taken care of though.”
Steve sighed, his voice shaking a little. “I just wanted this to be a good, meaningful Christmas.”
Tony quickly kissed Steve, resting a cold palm against the soldier’s warm face, his voice above a whisper. “It is. It’s perfect. I’ve never enjoyed the holiday season. This time of year. But you forced me to do the stupid Christmas traditions and I found myself enjoying them.”
“You almost died, Tony.”
“But I didn’t. I’m here and we’re going to wake up on Christmas morning and open presents and do all the silly things that families are supposed to do and then if you’re okay with it and I’ve stopped shivering by then I’m going to take you to bed and give you a very special, private Christmas present of your own.”
Steve didn’t say anything for about five seconds before his lips were crashing against Tony’s, his arms wrapping tightly around the genius’ torso, smiling and crying but really only a little if anyone asked and mostly because he was happy and also looking forward to Tony keeping his promise.
Finally he pulled away he kissed Tony’s forehead. “You’re the one who was injured and yet you’re the one doing the comforting.”
“I’m fine. You’re not. It’s understandable. It’ be a tragedy to lose something this good.”
Steve just rolled his eyes. “I love you, you conceited bastard.”
“I love you too, old timer.” Tony was smiling. It was the first time either of them had said it and they apparently couldn’t say that part without a little bit of snark thrown in there.
“It’s going to be a good Christmas, yeah?”
“Bet your sexy, super soldier ass it’s going to be.”
“Glad to see you’re in the spirit.”
Tony grinned. “Tis the season after all.”
Title: Tis the Season
Rating: Teen Audiences and Up
Universe: MCU
Warnings: None (mostly fluff and a little bit of angst)
From: kellebelle /
badassgeniusSummary: This is Steve’s first Christmas since waking up from the ice and he wants to make it a good one. His biggest challenge is getting Tony into the Christmas spirit too.
or
Four times Steve had to get Tony into the Christmas spirit and one time Tony had to do it for Steve.
Link to part 1
-1-
Steve popped into the kitchen with a bounce in his step. “Well I finished wrapping presents!”
A few others grumbled because they hadn’t even started that process yet.
Tony lifted a hand for Steve to high five and immediately regretted that decision.
“Tony, it doesn’t count if you pay someone else to do it for you.”
Tony smiled lovingly at Natasha while he continued trying to finish adjusting part of his faceplate. He figured if they were going to keep making him come up and do things he’d bring his work to the table. “You’re just jealous because you have hideous bow wrapping abilities.”
The soldier took a seat next to the genius and everyone grew silent. It took the both of them to notice it but when they did they were greeted with snickers.
“So are you going to tell me what’s funny or will I need to phone a friend so I can get the answer?”
Clint not so subtly jerked his head upward a few times, eyes fixed on a spot over Tony’s head.
Tony looked up and then, “Ok that was not there when I came in here. Who’s responsible?”
No one owned up. Jerks.
“This means you have to kiss Steve.”
Tony huffed. “I don’t have to do anything. This is a stupid Christmas tradition and I don’t like it when a piece of foliage dictates whether or not I should kiss someone.”
“Well someone’s a grinch this year. Only coal in your stocking this year.”
That earned Clint a flip of the bird from Tony and he was looking at Steve.
“What’s your opinion, Rogers?”
Steve shrugged, giving Tony a strange look. “Christmas tradition and all of that.”
“KISS KISS KISS!”
“Put a sock in it, Barton!”
Clint mimicked zipping his lips but the smirk stayed. Unfortunately Bruce, Natasha and Thor looked like they were just as eager as Clint was.
Tony just sighed. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to kiss Steve. He really really did, but he was sometimes a ridiculous sap and wanted a kiss to mean something. Okay a kiss from Steve to mean something. He had it bad. Shut up.
Steve just winked at Tony. “Don’t worry about it. No pressure. If you don’t want to then you don’t have to.”
“I didn’t sa--” and his mouth fell open.
Steve picked up the Iron Man helmet from the table and gave it a sweet, quick kiss before setting it back down. He smiled at Tony and then laughed at the look on his face.
“Did you just…”
“Yep.”
“But I thought…”
“You seemed a little intimidated by the thought.”
Tony nearly choked. “I was not intimidated!”
The grin on Steve’s face was challenge enough for Tony to lurch forward, his lips crashing into Steve’s, his hand reaching up to hold the soldier’s head in place. Steve immediately started kissing back and Tony almost forgot how to breathe. He pressed his lips harder to Steve’s and the soldier was holding Tony’s face in his hands.
Finally someone interrupted. “Oh my god. Get a room already.”
Steve pulled back slowly, licking his own lips and giving the genius a satisfied smile.
“I think we should definitely do that again.”
Steve nodded.
“Can you guys not do it in front of us at least?”
Tony rolled his eyes. “You talk too much, Clint. Plus you guys were badgering us to do it so technically you dug your own grave.”
“Ugh. Well we’re ready to eat so could you not disgrace the table before the food is even on it?”
Tony smirked. “I can’t make any promises.”
“I hate you.”
“Liar.”
Steve grabbed Tony’s hand from under the table and smiled. “We should talk later.”
Tony nodded. “Yeah. I can’t believe you kissed my helmet like that.”
Steve chuckled. “Tis the season.”
“You know that excuse won’t work forever.”
Steve’s eyes just twinkled.
+1+
Tony was shivering.
They had been in the middle of a Christmas Eve battle as luck would have it and Tony ended up being hurled into the freezing waters of the Hudson River, his suit already losing power before that had happened. Steve had stared on helplessly, screaming Tony’s name as he ran toward the water but stopped when the Hulk made it in there first.
What felt like hours but was most likely a minute the Hulk returned with a very still Tony and Steve felt his stomach bottom out. He’d run toward the Hulk and crouched down next to the genius when he was placed on the ground. He wasted no time in ripping off Iron Man’s face plate. Tony could yell at him for it later. His first instinct was to feel for a pulse. Tony was cold. So cold but there was a faint pulse present. Steve tried to hold back the tears that sprang to his eyes as his own memories of cold water rushing toward him came to the forefront.
“Tony. Please wake up. Please.” He pulled Tony into his lap as he sat, waiting for medical to come and get them.
Tony eventually did open his eyes and loudly protested when medical tried to take him away. He held on tightly to Steve’s hand. He had protested weakly and demanded to be sent home because he wasn’t going to wake up in a hospital on Christmas morning.
Finally they had relented after offering the team very strict instructions on what needed to be done for the billionaire.
This was how Steve and Tony had found themselves resting in front of a fireplace. He felt miserable and knew Tony probably felt worse. He continued to shiver. Despite that, Tony seemed relaxed as Steve held on to him.
“This isn’t how I wanted Christmas to go.”
Tony snorted. “Yeah I don’t think this is what I wanted either.”
Steve was silent for a long time, and when he did speak again it was quietly. “I thought I’d lost you, Tony. It was like losing everyone in my life all over again.”
“You won’t be getting rid of me so easily, Rogers,” the genius mumbled as he tried to tame the shivering a little bit.
“I hope not.”
Tony looked up then, worried, and Steve was crying silently. “I woke up and everyone was just gone, Tony. I missed out on their lives. I just wanted to reassure myself that I could have a normal Christmas and that…”
“Steve. Steve, calm down.” Tony pushed himself into a sitting position as best he could and hugged the soldier. “I’m right here. I’ll be here when you wake up in the morning.”
Steve just smiled, burying his face in Tony’s hair. “Promise?”
“Cross my arc reactor.”
Steve laughed silently, his body shaking. “I froze right before I got to the water. The Hulk saved you and I froze. The water, the cold, I couldn’t…”
“I don’t blame you, Steve.”
“I thought I’d never get to see you again. Losing everyone is hard. Losing someone you love on Christmas...that has to be harder.”
Tony was silent this time, contemplating as to whether or not he wanted to say the next thing to Steve. He was sure Steve knew, but Tony’d never talked about it with anyone.
“My parents died a week before Christmas. On Christmas Day I was a rich orphan. Strangely enough, the first Christmas without them was no different than the years before when they were actually alive. Jarvis...he always made sure that I was taken care of though.”
Steve sighed, his voice shaking a little. “I just wanted this to be a good, meaningful Christmas.”
Tony quickly kissed Steve, resting a cold palm against the soldier’s warm face, his voice above a whisper. “It is. It’s perfect. I’ve never enjoyed the holiday season. This time of year. But you forced me to do the stupid Christmas traditions and I found myself enjoying them.”
“You almost died, Tony.”
“But I didn’t. I’m here and we’re going to wake up on Christmas morning and open presents and do all the silly things that families are supposed to do and then if you’re okay with it and I’ve stopped shivering by then I’m going to take you to bed and give you a very special, private Christmas present of your own.”
Steve didn’t say anything for about five seconds before his lips were crashing against Tony’s, his arms wrapping tightly around the genius’ torso, smiling and crying but really only a little if anyone asked and mostly because he was happy and also looking forward to Tony keeping his promise.
Finally he pulled away he kissed Tony’s forehead. “You’re the one who was injured and yet you’re the one doing the comforting.”
“I’m fine. You’re not. It’s understandable. It’ be a tragedy to lose something this good.”
Steve just rolled his eyes. “I love you, you conceited bastard.”
“I love you too, old timer.” Tony was smiling. It was the first time either of them had said it and they apparently couldn’t say that part without a little bit of snark thrown in there.
“It’s going to be a good Christmas, yeah?”
“Bet your sexy, super soldier ass it’s going to be.”
“Glad to see you’re in the spirit.”
Tony grinned. “Tis the season after all.”