He's certainly not hiding or anything, and the fact that he's put the garage into what is essentially a scaled-down version of a lock-down doesn't mean anything.
Of course Tony's not hiding. He's just down in his garage with the armor and his tools and the door locked because, because… because he needs privacy in order to design kitten-adapted armor that he can't build. That's why!
"These pictures seem to confirm that the kitten is attached to Captain America," Tom says, picture returning to him. "But is his choice of helper wise? The kitten has no collar, a violation of New York law, and seems badly trained, as Derek has attested. We can only ask, what is Captain America thinking?"
*laughs* I love the media editorializing on Steve's lack or responsibility as a pet-owner.
Tony looks up at Steve with the saddest expression he can manage. "It's a collar," he whines, and Steve shakes his head and looks away.
"Your kitten eyes will not work on me," he says firmly
*grins at the cuteness* I love that Tony's starting to work out how to use his kitten-ness to his advantage, even if he hasn't quite realized he's doing it.
And I love Tony's horrified humiliation at realizing that he's purring when Steve pets him (after trying for so long to hide his feelings for and attraction to Steve), and his attempt to apologize because purring was "inappropriate" (meanwhile, Steve is totally clueless and thinks it's cute --which of course it is. The characterization in this is really well done -- this might be a crack fic premise, but you're treating it seriously. It doesn't read like crack fic, if that makes sense.
Steve laughing is one of the best sounds in the world, right up there with the armour forming around him and the coffeemaker beep that means his coffee is finished.
And this line is just warm, fuzzy love. And the fact that the coffee-maker beeping is up there with the sound of his armor forming up made me grin.
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Of course Tony's not hiding. He's just down in his garage with the armor and his tools and the door locked because, because… because he needs privacy in order to design kitten-adapted armor that he can't build. That's why!
"These pictures seem to confirm that the kitten is attached to Captain America," Tom says, picture returning to him. "But is his choice of helper wise? The kitten has no collar, a violation of New York law, and seems badly trained, as Derek has attested. We can only ask, what is Captain America thinking?"
*laughs* I love the media editorializing on Steve's lack or responsibility as a pet-owner.
Tony looks up at Steve with the saddest expression he can manage. "It's a collar," he whines, and Steve shakes his head and looks away.
"Your kitten eyes will not work on me," he says firmly
*grins at the cuteness* I love that Tony's starting to work out how to use his kitten-ness to his advantage, even if he hasn't quite realized he's doing it.
And I love Tony's horrified humiliation at realizing that he's purring when Steve pets him (after trying for so long to hide his feelings for and attraction to Steve), and his attempt to apologize because purring was "inappropriate" (meanwhile, Steve is totally clueless and thinks it's cute --which of course it is. The characterization in this is really well done -- this might be a crack fic premise, but you're treating it seriously. It doesn't read like crack fic, if that makes sense.
Steve laughing is one of the best sounds in the world, right up there with the armour forming around him and the coffeemaker beep that means his coffee is finished.
And this line is just warm, fuzzy love. And the fact that the coffee-maker beeping is up there with the sound of his armor forming up made me grin.