"All I'm saying Tony is that you've been spending an awful lot of time hanging out with Steve."

Barton was sitting across from Tony, coffee cup in hand.

"So? You guys always said we needed to work on getting along better right? So that's what I'm doing." Tony explained busing himself with fixing the sugar dispenser.

"Tony. I'm not worried about the team." Barton sighed as if Tony should've been following along the entire time.

"Then why are you bringing up Steve?" Tony's brows furrowed together

"Tony, when's the last time you went on a date? Or to a strip club?" Barton questioned sipping his coffee slowly. Tony pondered the question, it had been a while especially since he started helping Steve.

"Not for awhile why?"

Barton shook his head. "I'm trying to imply that maybe you have a crush."

Tony's face crumpled into a strange expression. "What? On who?" Barton raised an eyebrow and cocked his head. "On Steve! Please Clint I know we are becoming friends, but it's nothing more than that." Tony felt his face get hot, he started to sweat uncomfortably.

"Cause we wouldn't judge you Tony, it's perfectly OK" Barton continued.

"Shut up Legolas." Barton rolled his eyes in response. "I do not like Steve like Clint?" Tony said his face hard.

"You sound more like you're trying to convince yourself." Tony opened his mouth about to go off before Clint continued. "Don't worry your secret is safe with me." Barton winked before finishing his coffee. "Now if you'll excuse me Natasha requested my presence." Tony half heartedly waved before slumping back into the booth speechless.' I'm not attracted to Steve, am I?'

Tony didn't have long to soul search before there was an emergency call from Fury. He was ordered to assist Rogers in a mission, before things get too out of hand. Fury stressed that this mission shouldn't be difficult. "We need good press Stark. Are you aware that the entire world is aware of the beef you and Steve have?" He continued his voice loud on the speaker. "I've heard that you two have managed to play nice lately, please for the love of god, do something right." there was a 'click' followed by silence signifying that Fury had hung up.

Tony paced around the hangar waiting for Natasha to fly him and Steve to their destination. Fury insisted that Tony arrive with Steve to help with the bad press they gotten recently, all thanks to some low life reporter who decided to tape a fight that escalated between him and ran his hands through his hair, he wouldn't be this stressed if Barton hadn't insinuated that he liked Rogers. The anxiety clawed at Tony's stomach, his heart felt as if it were being gripped by some supernatural force. The brunette took long deep breaths trying to relax himself. "You alright there Stark?" Tony jumped at the sound of Steve's voice. "Fury said it's just a small mission, if anything this is just to get some good press for once. "Tony nodded.

"Yeah, just didn't sleep much last night." He covered rubbing his eyes as if to prove he really was tired. Which wasn't an entire lie, he was always tired.

"Nightmares again?" Steve whispered. Tony felt grateful that Steve respected the fact he didn't want everyone knowing about his current sleep issues, but another half of him felt warm and fuzzy knowing that he cared. "Ye-" Tony's voice squeaked, Tony coughed "Yeah." he said more affirmatively

"What was it about?" Steve pried. Tony shook his head he didn't want to tell Steve he was actually worried about him, it was easier to pretend to be annoyed by him.

"You never tell me what they're about." Steve sighed.

"Cause it's none of your business." Tony clipped, his voice coming out more angry then he meant to lead on. "It was stupid, lets just get this over with." Tony said being conscious of his tone this time. Just then Natasha arrived "Come on boys lets go." she called through the speaker.

"Party time!" cheered enthusiastically, Steve shook his head but didn't comment.

"So what're we dealing with Nat?" Steve asked gripping onto the handle bars on the roof of the plane.

"Apparently, a bunch of gang members have dressed up in masks and decided to label themselves 'Anti-heros' and have gone on a long shooting spree."

"Gotta love New York, but couldn't the police handle this?" Steve asked yawning.

"Normally yes, but Shield thinks they might have stolen something that is actually something useful."

"You realise that usually shield is wrong right?" Tony shook his head. "Oh well I could use a little warm up anyway." The mechanic covered his face with his mask. "Let's go. You ready Cap"

"Always."

Natasha opened the cargo door from her seat. "Good luck boys."

"Thanks." Steve winked leaving Tony with a slight pang of jealousy.

"Yeah yeah let's get this over with." Tony rolled his eyes before blasting out of the plane and soaring through the air.