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Fic: Bits and Pieces I
NOT a multi-chaptered story, just a collection of ficlets :)
TITLE: Bits and Pieces I
Iron Man (movie) mixed with comicverse
AUTHOR: Macx
RATING: PG-13
DISCLAIMER: None of the characters belong to me, sadly. They are owned by people with a lot more money
Author’s Voice of Warning (aka Author’s Note):
English is not my first language; it’s German. This is the best I can do. Any mistakes you find in here, collect them and you might win a prize The spell-checker said everything's okay, but you know how trustworthy those thingies are....
FEEDBACK: Loved
It was rare that Tony Stark got up early enough to enjoy a run with Steve Rogers. But miracles happened and whenever they did, Steve felt a little curl of happiness. While they didn’t talk while they ran, the simple presence of his partner next to him, doing the same rounds, had something… warm to it.
Steve rarely broke into much of a sweat over the distance he ran, and he usually ran it quite fast. Super-Soldier enhanced stamina.
Tony on the other hand was only human, though an Extremis-enhanced one. He was fit, no doubt about it. Steve knew that the man somehow managed to put in gym hours, training sessions, and jogs, while his schedule was overflowing with all kinds of other mundane things like business meetings, presentations and more. How Tony lived within a twenty-four hour day and managed to grab at least a few hours of sleep mostly evaded him.
Ever since they had gotten together and their relationship had deepened, Steve had made sure his partner got more rest than he actually did. He collaborated with Pepper, Rhodes and Happy to make that happen. Pepper was only too happy to have a more rested boss and she was quite helpful.
Tony was also a perfectionist, so if Steve ran faster, so did he, no matter their differences. Resilience through Extremis was only so much compared to the original Super-Soldier. The reprogrammed Extremis virus had followed Tony’s specifications. He had wanted a better suit interface, more agility, a lighter though better armor, but he had never specified stamina. Of course he had it. None of the Avengers was unfit, but running like this… it was something only Steve was made for.
So Rogers kept his pace more moderate, conformed to Tony’s level of training and exhaustion.
“You don’t have to make it that obvious,” Tony muttered, voice muffled by his towel.
“Make what obvious?” Steve asked.
“That you’re pacing yourself. That this isn’t your normal speed. That I’m slowing you down,” Stark groused.
“Tony, you’re not slowing me down.”
“This is like power-walking to you,” the other man accused. “You’re normally into your third round by now.”
“How would you know?”
Tony tapped his head. “Math. I know how long it takes for you on solitary runs. I know how long we just took. You’re pacing yourself.”
“I’m enjoying myself,” Steve corrected. “I like us running together.”
Tony’s eyes narrowed suspiciously, as if he thought Steve was humoring him.
“Okay,” he finally said, but he didn’t sound convinced.
Steve was tempted to pull him into a brief kiss, reassure his lover that he wasn’t humoring him, wasn’t belittling his physical condition, and that Tony wasn’t a block of concrete that slowed Captain America down. Tony had issues when it came to his place with the Avengers, mainly because he had no superpowers. He was simple Tony Stark, a man able to pilot a highly sophisticated battle armor that really kicked ass. With the Extremis enhancements he was now also a wi-fi’d computer on legs and his maneuverability, his speed and his agility had changed.
Tony was no one’s block of concrete. He was valued and valuable. Steve just had to get it into that thick head. It would take. They had been together for just a few months now and the time before that had been difficult enough when it came to dealing with Tony’s self-consciousness. As much as the man was a player, a sophisticated businessman, a ruthless business partner, and was called a playboy, womanizer and more, he really had a problem when it came to his comparison to people like the Avengers.
It would change. Steve would see to it.
TITLE: Bits and Pieces I
Iron Man (movie) mixed with comicverse
AUTHOR: Macx
RATING: PG-13
DISCLAIMER: None of the characters belong to me, sadly. They are owned by people with a lot more money
Author’s Voice of Warning (aka Author’s Note):
English is not my first language; it’s German. This is the best I can do. Any mistakes you find in here, collect them and you might win a prize
FEEDBACK: Loved
It was rare that Tony Stark got up early enough to enjoy a run with Steve Rogers. But miracles happened and whenever they did, Steve felt a little curl of happiness. While they didn’t talk while they ran, the simple presence of his partner next to him, doing the same rounds, had something… warm to it.
Steve rarely broke into much of a sweat over the distance he ran, and he usually ran it quite fast. Super-Soldier enhanced stamina.
Tony on the other hand was only human, though an Extremis-enhanced one. He was fit, no doubt about it. Steve knew that the man somehow managed to put in gym hours, training sessions, and jogs, while his schedule was overflowing with all kinds of other mundane things like business meetings, presentations and more. How Tony lived within a twenty-four hour day and managed to grab at least a few hours of sleep mostly evaded him.
Ever since they had gotten together and their relationship had deepened, Steve had made sure his partner got more rest than he actually did. He collaborated with Pepper, Rhodes and Happy to make that happen. Pepper was only too happy to have a more rested boss and she was quite helpful.
Tony was also a perfectionist, so if Steve ran faster, so did he, no matter their differences. Resilience through Extremis was only so much compared to the original Super-Soldier. The reprogrammed Extremis virus had followed Tony’s specifications. He had wanted a better suit interface, more agility, a lighter though better armor, but he had never specified stamina. Of course he had it. None of the Avengers was unfit, but running like this… it was something only Steve was made for.
So Rogers kept his pace more moderate, conformed to Tony’s level of training and exhaustion.
“You don’t have to make it that obvious,” Tony muttered, voice muffled by his towel.
“Make what obvious?” Steve asked.
“That you’re pacing yourself. That this isn’t your normal speed. That I’m slowing you down,” Stark groused.
“Tony, you’re not slowing me down.”
“This is like power-walking to you,” the other man accused. “You’re normally into your third round by now.”
“How would you know?”
Tony tapped his head. “Math. I know how long it takes for you on solitary runs. I know how long we just took. You’re pacing yourself.”
“I’m enjoying myself,” Steve corrected. “I like us running together.”
Tony’s eyes narrowed suspiciously, as if he thought Steve was humoring him.
“Okay,” he finally said, but he didn’t sound convinced.
Steve was tempted to pull him into a brief kiss, reassure his lover that he wasn’t humoring him, wasn’t belittling his physical condition, and that Tony wasn’t a block of concrete that slowed Captain America down. Tony had issues when it came to his place with the Avengers, mainly because he had no superpowers. He was simple Tony Stark, a man able to pilot a highly sophisticated battle armor that really kicked ass. With the Extremis enhancements he was now also a wi-fi’d computer on legs and his maneuverability, his speed and his agility had changed.
Tony was no one’s block of concrete. He was valued and valuable. Steve just had to get it into that thick head. It would take. They had been together for just a few months now and the time before that had been difficult enough when it came to dealing with Tony’s self-consciousness. As much as the man was a player, a sophisticated businessman, a ruthless business partner, and was called a playboy, womanizer and more, he really had a problem when it came to his comparison to people like the Avengers.
It would change. Steve would see to it.
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