A/N: If any of you read my other stories, you'll know that I'm pretty heavily into Stony and this is pretty much...anti-Stony. So, a little difficult to write. But it was an Avengerkink prompt and I took it to challenge myself. Let me know how it turned out.

Disclaimer: I'd like to own Tony and Steve...Tony especially. But, hey, arc reactor shirt. Close enough.

By most standards, the mission had been successful. The Avengers had managed to capture the villain of the week fairly quickly in a coordinated attack by Clint and Natasha. Tony had claimed his comm had been acting up and he couldn't hear Steve's orders. Which was probably his excuse for charging in instead of staying back to block the villain's escape route.

And Steve might have been willing to overlook the fact that Tony had disobeyed orders because the mission had been successful without his input. But along the way, Tony had narrowly avoided crushing an elderly couple with a light pole he knocked over. And Steve couldn't stand for his team endangering civilians.

Steve cornered him in the kitchen afterward. "What the hell was that out there?" he demanded.

"I don't think I did anything wrong this-"

"You knocked over a light pole, Stark. That was the only collateral damage of the entire fight. So, you officially caused more damage than the villain."

Tony sighed. "I didn't do it on purpose. I just lost control for a moment. I upgraded the repulsors last night and they're a little stronger than what I'm used to. It won't happen again."

"Jesus Christ, Stark. Are you telling me you went out there today with untested equipment?"

"I didn't have time to test them. I was going to do it today, but we got-"

"Someone could have been killed because you were careless. This isn't a game, Stark. If you're not focused on the mission, you need to be grounded. Is that understood?"

Tony hunched his shoulders. "It won't happen again."

Right. That was what Tony always said. But every mission, Tony's promises went right out the window.

Clint padded into the kitchen holding up a Star Trek DVD. "Hey, Thor wants to know if you all are interested in having a movie night."

"I'll be there," Steve said. "It's probably about time Thor and I saw Star Trek. Bruce has been telling me all about the TV show back in the day."

Clint inclined his head in Tony's direction. "You coming, too?"

"No, I, uh, I gotta work on the repulsors some more," Tony said. He snatched a granola bar off the counter and disappeared down the elevator.

Clint frowned. "He spends an awful lot of time working in the lab."

"You know how he is," Steve said with a shrug. "He'd rather be with his machines than people."

"I'm sure he needs to take a break from his work every now and then. And I'm sure he likes sci-fi."

"I'm not going to order him to watch a movie with us," Steve said. "You know how well that'll go over."

"No, I suppose you're right." Clint shrugged. "It still would have been nice to have the whole team together."