"Tony?"
"Yeah?"
"Want to play a lightning round?"

Tony turned around from the holographic screen with eyes wide open in suprise. He looked at Steve and after a while a hungry smile appeared on his lips.

"Sure, we can go a few rounds," he got closer to Steve, wrapping one arm around him, the other one trying to unbuckle Captain's belt.
"What?! Tony, no! I said lightning round!" Steve tried to unwrap himself from his boyfriend's grasp.
"Oh.. Okay, we can make it quick," Tony grinned, still wrestling with the belt.
"Tony!" Steve laughed, squirming away from him. After a while he got closer again, cupped Tony's face and pecked his lips a few times, still smiling. Tony smiled too, but then walked away from Steve, turning back to the screen.

"Go away, I'm busy."
"Come on, talk with me for a while."
"Steve, there are so many things I can do with my mouth, why do you insist that I should use it for talking?"

Steve laughed again.

"Come on, please?" Tony sighed and turned around.
"Why a lightning round? And from where do you even know this term? I didn't know they had lightning rounds in your days," he grinned.
"Bruce told me about it. Apparently when someone asks you quick questions there is no time to think about your answers and the questioned person is telling the truth." Tony raised his eyebrows hearing that. Then he shook his head.

"I'm hurt, Steven, really hurt. You think I'm lying to you?"
"Most of the time," Steve smiled. He knew that Tony wasn't lying deliberately to him, it was just a thing Tony did. He didn't like people to know too much about him. But Steve wanted to know everything about Tony.

Tony was looking at him for a while. He knew that Steve wouldn't let go of this one.

"Okay, but after you're done with me, I'll ask you a couple of questions of my own."
Steve nodded his head. He took Tony's hand and sat with him on the couch.

"Ready?"
"Ready."
"What's your name?" the brunet couldn't help but laugh at that.

"You don't know my name?"
"It's just to get you in the game, Tony! Just answer my questions, no comments." Tony grinned in response.

"Let's start this again.. What's your name?"
"Tony Stark."
"Your favorite music?"
"Rock."
"Favorite animal?"
"Monkey."
"Favorite food?"
"Fast food."
"Favorite color?"
"Lilac."

Steve smiled hearing that. Tony made a slightly panicked face.

"I meant red."
"No, you didn't."
"I did!"

The blonde got closer and kissed his lips to make him stop talking. When he finished, Tony slightly pouted.

"I don't like this game."
"It's okay, I have no more questions," Steve smiled, reaching his hand to draw Tony closer. He lay on the couch, placing Tony on top of him, wrapping his hands around his waist. He knew that the brunet will now pout for a while, as in his world, he was outsmarted by Steve. And probably embarrassed. But Steve was happy to know one more thing about Tony and hoped to know more with time. He noticed some time ago that Tony has a lot of lilac shirts, which he wore together with a gray suit. It was surprisingly calm combination for someone with his personality, but Steve had to admit that he looked good in those colors. After a longer moment Tony relaxed and shifted in Steve's arms to look at him.

"My turn. Your favorite color?" Steve smiled at him.
"You are just copying my questions."
"I didn't know it was against the rules," Tony said, a hint of sarcasm in his voice. "Let me guess, red, white and blue?" Steve narrowed his eyes, seeing brunets's mocking smile.

"No, it's yellow."
"Yellow? I would put my bet on blue. You wear a lot of blue."
"Because you said that blue suits me. So I wear blue, but I don't like it. I like yellow, it's warm, like the Sun."
"Or banana!" Tony laughed, "Are you in kindergarten? You know that Sun in reality isn't yellow, it's a mix of orange and.." he stopped as his brain made a connection. Kindergarten. Sun is yellow. Water is blue. Ice is also blue. Dammit.

"Tony?" Steve asked, seeing that his boyfriend was drifting in his thoughts. "Something wrong?"
"No, it's okay," he said, placing his head under Steve's chin, tightening his hug, as trying cover as much of Steve as possible. He will never let him be cold again. Tony made a mental note to buy Steve some yellow clothes next time.

"Are you sure?" Steve looked down at him. By the way Tony suddenly clung to him he could feel that something changed.
"Yeah.." Tony swallowed, thinking how he can change the topic. "Did I ever ask you when is your birthday?"

Steve's muscles tensed a bit hearing that. Tony lifted his head to look at him.

"No, you didn't."
"So?"
"So?"
"When is your birthday?" Tony grinned, seeing as Steve was trying to avoid the topic. The blonde sighed.

"Why do you want to know?"
" … To buy you a present?" it was more a question than answer. "Why you don't want me to know?"
"You will laugh."
"At what? It's not like that I don't already know that you are nearly 100 years old." Tony's grin got even wider. Steve just looked worriedly at him. He took a deep breath.

"4th of July," came the flat answer. Tony was looking dumbfounded at him. After a while his lips curled into a smile and he buried his face into Steve's neck, laughing.

"Tony..."
"Give me a moment!" Tony snorted. He snapped his head to look at Steve. "And when the Declaration of Independence was signed, Captain America was born," he started solemnly, just to end choking with laughter. Steve couldn't help but smile at that.

"I'm not that old, you know," he said, moving Tony bit higher, to nuzzle his cheek. Tony laughed more and kissed his nose.

"And when is your birthday?"
"I don't know," Tony replied, quickly and light-hearted. Steve looked surprised at him.
"How can you not know?"
"I don't remember. Somewhen in March. Or May. I never really celebrated my birthday, usually it was just some party for people I didn't really know, but knew that were important for my company to develop. My parents didn't pay attention to such stuff, and when they send me off to MIT it was party all year round," he smiled at Steve, but his face fell seeing his boyfriend's pained expression. "I think it was beginning of March," he added, trying to sound helpful. "Or end of May.. Or end of March, or beginning of May.." he babbled, trying to remember, not helping at all.

Steve sighed deeply. He already knew that Tony doesn't pay attention to such stuff, as in his world those were insignificant details. He seriously doubted that Tony even knows his shoe size (it was 10, comparing to Steve's 12, it was tiny), but to not know his own birthday date? And not celebrate his birthday for him, just for other people? Steve's family was poor, but his parents never forgot about his birthday and he always could count on a home made birthday cake baked by his mom. Tony had everything as a kid, but also nothing at the same time. Steve held him closer, promising to himself that he will call Pepper and ask her for an exact date and organize a party for Tony. With a home made cake baked by Steve.

Tony rolled his eyes, seeing his boyfriend's worried face.

"Really, it's fine. But I know that my next birthday will be awesome. You know why?"
"Why?"
"Because I will be spending it with you. And that's all I need," he moved his head to softly kiss Steve's lips. Steve smiled into the kiss and held him closer.

so, that's probably the last one in this series, thank you for you attention! *bows*