Alright I seem to have joined the whole Tony/Steve thing i dunno. Inspired by the song Cold by Crossfade and Breath by Breaking Benjamin

There is no doubt that meeting Captain America was all Tony thought it would be- boring and annoying. All anyone talked about growing up was how Captain America was so great, how Howard Stark was so great, and how Tony needed to shape up otherwise he would no longer fit the mold of a real Stark, or a real American. In the end, he never did, but Tony Stark doesn't fit into molds, he breaks them.

So while the team's buzzing around like 3-year-olds on a sugar rush- even Fury has a little bounce in his step- Tony does the opposite, mopes- well not mopes because Tony Stark doesn't mope- and locks himself away in his lab. Captain America could come in streaking with icicles dangling from his nose and it wouldn't make any of it worth it. Cap's nothing more than a boy who let people experiment on him to turn him into a big boy, that's it.

Still, despite all his disinterest, when Pepper comes banging on his door yelling that Fury wants him upstairs to meet Mr. America himself- and really why are they even at his house? He doesn't remember ever agreeing to a Capsicle celebration-he can't stop the tiny prick of excitement that burns in the back of his mind. But let's be clear that's the scientific part of his mind- the one where the cat has tried and failed too many times to kill the curiosity- so of course he's mildly curious as to how a human- no, Super Soldier- will act in his unthawed state after being frozen for forty or so years. Plus, if going to meet the guy means JARVIS will stop saying 'Ms. Potts would like entrance and your attention sir' every five minutes, Tony's all the more for it.

Now he's standing in front of Cap, hand wrapped in his, and they're just standing there, in dead silence. They're in the middle of a handshake but Cap won't let go of him, his hand squeezes a fraction tighter every time Tony tries to pull away, he can literally feel his bones cracking and aching under the pressure. Cap is as white as a sheet, and if he wasn't giving the Tony the look he was, Tony would chalk it up to still being a bit frozen. But right now the man looks like he's seen a ghost. -"Uh Cap? I don't know how they did it forty years ago but in this day and age we shake hands and then let go. It's only really supposed to last a second or two." Tony gives an awkward smile- a thought nagging at him that he'll have to deal with later- and Cap's eyes widen as he nods, and pulls away, albeit a little reluctantly. However, Mr. Patriotic does live up to the age he was raised in and puts those useful old fashion teachings in practice, manners and all, and blushes like a little school girl.

'That must really get the ladies going' Tony banishes that bitter thought away when he notices everyone's staring at him and the Capsicle. If anything, it's awkward, even more so since Tony is usually more than happy to have a few sets of eyes on him. The silence only gets more intense and Cap doesn't stop looking so modest. He's blushing and hiding his face- it's ridiculous. Tony mutters something vulgar (much to the relief of the others) and hurries back to his lab without another word, cradling his hand to his chest.