A rich pink began to bleed through the super soldier's skin, mouth agape and hands frantically trying to cover his view.

"Tony!" He blurts out in a panic, "Where are your clothes?" He demands rather weakly, flustered to say the least.

The… uh… Stark naked man turns from his kitchen counter and towards the patriot, a Martini intertwined in his fingers.

"Good morning to you too, Cap'n US of A~" He grins widely, nodding slightly at his presence.

Steve grits his teeth and his eyes dart elsewhere, "Yeah… good morning." He mumbles out in a choke, not wavering from his polite persona.

When he turned towards Tony, his voice hitched in his throat when he realized he had already approached closer fast (about 2 inches from his face). In a hysterical attempt to step back; stumbled and fell back on his ass.

The soldier grunted, but refused to look up. Instead he threw his face to his hands and let out a long, exasperated sigh.

"Tony…!" He almost whined desperately, his face still a tinge of pink. "Where. Are. Your clothes?"

"I believe they're in my walk-in closet, Stephen." He mused as-a-matter-of-factly, swishing his drink and taking careful sips.

"Yes, but why aren't you wearing them?" He insisted, opening his eyes just a little bit, enough to see Tony's toes right in front of him. There are days like these that he wished he could have stayed in that block of ice, save for another couple years or so.

Steve could hear Tony's 'Ah', as he nodded solemnly. "It's for awareness, Capsicle." He bemused as he took the last swig.

"Awareness of what?" He seethed under his breath, pulling his feet back to get up, eyes still looking away.

The corners of Tony's lips grew into a persistent grin; "Awareness of my pretty sweet bod." He answered, a wavering hand referring to himself, which following with a wink that Steve could see at the corner of his eyes.

Seeing as that everybody's love for Stony's brainwashing me, I decided to jump into this ship and run for first mate~ Hehe, just kidding (on that first mate part).

But yeah, Stony sunk deep with me. I've never quite been into a same-gender pairing ever since Prince Gumball and Marshall Lee of Adventure Time, but these two are just too cute that I want to punch either of them in the face!

Oh, and in case you're asking; Yes, it's meant to seem cut-off. It's suppose to let your imagination run free and wild like a deer set on fire in the WalMart parking lot.

Basically, each chapter is a drabble on anything that ranges from fluff, implications, brotp, bromance and the like. Just not anything beyond T, 'cause c'mon people... I'm just 13... and a half.

Next chapter's gonna be an idea conjured up by me and Bombshell1701. Kudos to you, brother! Enjoy.