Now They Know

By Irongurl

Rating: T for language

Pairings: Tony/Steve

Description: The Avengers spend their Sunday morning the same way as usual. Unfortunately, now Fury and the rest of the world know something they weren't supposed to.

Disclaimer: I don't own the concept or characters. I just turn them into my little playtoys. :)

A/N: Also, please check out my tumblr: irongurl7

Tony sat on his white Italian leather sofa, feet propped up on Steve's thighs. Tony held a piece of Stark technology that resembled a iPad. Steve held a newspaper in one hand while the other was wrapped protectively around Tony's thigh as he mindlessley rubbed circled against the billionaire's leg with his thumb. Natasha sat across from them in a matching armchair. She had a pile of magazines on her lap and was sifting through one at the moment. Clint and Bruce sat on the floor, Clint on his phone and Bruce on his laptop, both in their pajamas.

This was their sunday tradition.

~oOo~

After breakfast, every sunday, they would all hang out in the living room and try to find the most ridiculous news they could about each other. It often ended in fits of laughter and new inside jokes.

"Ha! Hey Clint," Tony said. "How come I never knew you were secretly training Korean spies?"

"There's a lot of things you don't know about me Stark." Clint replied.

"Oh and Tony, when do you think Ironman's new penis will be installed?" Natasha asked.

"Seriously? It says that?" Tony questioned. "Hey good idea!"

"No, If you do that to your suit I'm placing you under house arrest. Forever." Steve threatened.

"You wouldn't do the to me." Tony said, crawling up beside him.

"Oh yes I would." Steve replied, facing Tony and givig him a peck on the lips. They were greeted by a chorus of 'Aw's by Natasha and gagging noises courtesy of Clint.

"Um, Steve? Have something you wanna tell us?" Bruce asked.

"What do you mean?" Steve looked confused.

"Apparently you're on steroids." Bruce said. Tony laughed hysterically.

"Yea right!" Tony laughed.

"What's a steroid?" Steve asked clueless.

"Steroids are drugs used to enhance muscle mass." Natasha informed him.

"But aren't I? I mean... Erskine's serum?" He said. Everyone looked at him.

"By that definition, Nat, he is." Clint broke the silence. "Ha!"

"What?" Natasha asked.

"I never knew you used to be a stripper." Clit said with too big a smile on his face.

"Absolutely." She said monotonely.

"Uh-oh." Steve said quietly. Tony looked up.

"What?" Steve handed Tony the newspaper. "Oh shit."

"What?" Piped in Bruce. Tony threw the paper on the coffee table. Everyone leaned in to look. It was a blurry picture of two men in a park, kissing. The caption read:

"Billionare CEO of Stark Industries, Tony Stark A.K.A Ironman, and 1940s Super-Soldier, Steve Rodgers A.K.A Captain America, caught in intimate relations. Is this a fake, a publicity stunt, or something new and strange brewing inside the Avengers?"

"You're screwed." Clint smiled.

"The press are going to destroy you." Natasha optomistically pointed out.

"They'll be nothing compared to Fury." Bruce chuckled.

"Oh Crap that's right! He doesn't know!" Tony panicked. "I'm dead."

~oOo~

"-AND SERIOUSLY JEPORDIZE THE INTEGRITY OF THE TEAM! YOU DO REALIZE THIS AFFECTS OTHER PEOPLE TOO DON'T YOU? THE PRESS ARE HAVING A FEILD DAY! FRANKLY, I DON'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT YOUR PERSONAL LIFE, BUT WHEN IT AFFECTS THE TEAM AND IT'S MECHANICS- THAT'S WHERE I STEP IN! DO YOU HAVE ANYTHING TO SAY FOR YOURSELF?" Nick Fury blared through Tony's phone, it was on it's lowest volume, yet everyone else could hear.

"Look, Nick," Tony said coolly, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you, but it's not like I'm corrupting him or anything. We've only reached second base and actually, the team mechanics are much better now." Steve blushed at Tony's "second base" remark.

"Just get your smart-ass down here and help Coulson deal with the press." Fury hissed, hanging up.