[ Tony's sprawled upside down on the couch, his foot hanging off the edge of it, a tablet balanced on his stomach. He's wearing Steve's hoodie, the sleeves a little too long over his fingers as he lifts his hand to put something from a schematic into the bin at the side of his hologram.
When Steve calls, he shifts, sitting up, head coming into view. ] Woah, slow down there. Where's the fire? Is there a sale going down somewhere?
[ Steve's mind being what it is in the enhanced state, he manages to keep his mind on the task at hand and take a moment to smile at how relaxed Tony appears on the sofa, the too-big hoodie that belongs to himself hanging loosely from him oddly attractive.
He walks around the front of the sofa and holds out the scrunched up leather jacket to him, lowering it to his lap. ] Here, take this, and be careful with it. We need towels and food.
[ He scrubs a hand over the back of his neck as he backs up, heads out of the room and kitchen, banging around in the cupboards to get two bowl, filling one with water and the other with cut up pieces of ham from the packet in the fridge. He throws a towel over his shoulder and heads back. ]
[ Steve's jacket is - well, it's wriggling. Tony's not sure what to make of that. The tablet goes to the desk, and he places the bundle in his lap, unfolding the leather to discover two big, black eyes staring up at him. ]
There is? [ He sounds playful rather than sarcastic, a goofy smile lifting up one side of his mouth, and he perches on the cushion beside him, puts down the bowls on the table and takes the towel. ] Wonder how that happened.
[ He shifts the flaps of the jacket aside and opens out the towel, wrapping it around the tiny ball of fur and snuggling it up. ] Poor thing's shivering.
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When Steve calls, he shifts, sitting up, head coming into view. ] Woah, slow down there. Where's the fire? Is there a sale going down somewhere?
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He walks around the front of the sofa and holds out the scrunched up leather jacket to him, lowering it to his lap. ] Here, take this, and be careful with it. We need towels and food.
[ He scrubs a hand over the back of his neck as he backs up, heads out of the room and kitchen, banging around in the cupboards to get two bowl, filling one with water and the other with cut up pieces of ham from the packet in the fridge. He throws a towel over his shoulder and heads back. ]
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Uh - Steve? There's an animal in your jacket.
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[ He shifts the flaps of the jacket aside and opens out the towel, wrapping it around the tiny ball of fur and snuggling it up. ] Poor thing's shivering.
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