Run Before You Can Walk

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

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“They should call you God of Miserliness.” Tony piped up the very second he and Thor were left to their own devices by Maria Hill and company, gesturing after them. “See? They’re going where the party is. I’m gonna follow.” From the moment Thor mentioned smuggling some brew aged for god knows how long from god knows where made from god knows what...JUST to rub it in Tony Stark’s face that he didn’t possess the mettle for it, but Steve Rogers did?

Unforgivable. He could forgive the remarks about Pepper due to how laughably and pathetically misinformed they were, but holding out on the host was just an utter insult.

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[st_arkravinghazelnut]

"A week?" Tony shrugged, sitting pretty as a Thor roomba emerged from the dark below..followed by a Spider-Man, a Hulk, a Captain America, and the rest of the Avengers old and new rolling out in a steady procession. They all broke formation in an impressively coordinated fashion, tackling each corner of the floral room.

[st_ormbreaker]

Thor carefully stretches his foot to stop the Thor roomba in its tracks. "You didn't think we had enough already?"

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

"They're cute and I wanted them." His dark eyes followed the bunch as their round, bright forms rolled about, resting his chin on his knees.

[st_ormbreaker]

Thor lifts his foot and lets his floor-cleaning counterpart have at it. He glances over at Tony, his large brown eyes gleaming brightly. Thor knows immediately if he had any true grievance with Tony's army of roombas, he would need only one look at the man to put an end to any words of protest.

"I want to make you something," he says, suddenly. Tony is always making things for the both of them, for him. "What would you like?"

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

Tony felt his stomach within the stretched confines of the shirt. He wasn't particularly hungry, so all Thor got was a shrug. "A cabin in the woods?"

[st_ormbreaker]

"Okay," he says, without hesitation. "I'll let you know when it's done."

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

'That was a joke, but then I put it into the universe...' Tony motioned at the Vision roomba, and it spun towards him, its motion detecting light blinking as it interpreted his gestures. It disappeared into the bathroom and rolled back out, perfectly balancing a few drinks on its face.

How it got them on in the first place was a mystery.

It offered one up to its creator who selected a pomegranate juice before making its way to Thor.

[st_ormbreaker]

Thor reaches for one of the drinks and thinks about cabins. Selvig had a cabin Thor had been to a few times and Jane's family rented one for her family reunion one year in upstate New York, maybe a half hour away from the Avengers facility. That was about the extent of his experience with cabins. Granted, he didn't have much experience with building anything until Loki approached him about the distillery, either and they still managed to get that done, but...

"How big of a cabin?" he asks, turning to Tony, glass in hand. "Kitchen, bathroom?" Thor idly wonders if he pulls a sink out of the inn if it will just reform the next morning leaving his salvage elsewhere, or if it will disappear from where he's taken it and reappear, good as new in its previous location.

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

"Enough amenities to keep us happy for a week-long getaway." Tony wasn't sure how far external structures could scale, but there didn't seem to be any limit beyond the 4-hour rule. After just a few sips, Tony set the tart liquid to the side and lowered himself to his side, slipping his hand through the neck of the shirt to rub his face.

"Like an art deco flair. ...Art deco? Art deco."

[st_ormbreaker]

"Art deco?" Thor repeats, puzzled.

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

"Yeah, just take a bunch of different styles, throw them in a blender, toss in a modernity approach, mix, serve." Tony mumbled as he rolled onto his back, letting his legs stretch out. There was a keen ache everywhere in his body that he couldn't chalk up to the latest roll in the hay.

"Can you Streamline Moderne it? I think that'd be cute."

[st_ormbreaker]

Thor mentally files Tony's requests and makes a mental note to look this all up later. For now, though, he takes a swig of his beverage, sets it down next to Tony's, and reaches out to stroke a few stray hairs away from Tony's forehead.

"Tired?" Tony definitely looks it.

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

Thor’s question sounded far-away and garbled to his ears, and Tony had to take a few minutes to process what he had even said. His lips twitched to answer in affirmation, but the sound didn’t carry out.

[st_ormbreaker]

When Tony doesn't respond quickly enough, Thor sets the back of his hand against his husband's forehead. Normal human internal temperature and normal Asgardian internal temperature were two separate things, but years of being with Jane had made it easier for him to discern what was normal with just a touch.

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

Tony opened his eyes at Thor’s palm on his skin, squinting in confusion. “You’re still wet.”

[st_ormbreaker]

Thor squints right back at him. "You're just realizing that?"

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

“Not at all.” Tony smiled tiredly as he pushed back up, reaching for the towel. “Allow me.”

[st_ormbreaker]

"Nope," Thor says, snatching the towel away before Tony can grab it. Tony doesn't feel especially warm to him, but he did seem more than a bit out of it. "You're going to lay down and go to bed."

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

Unfortunately for the engineer, he overshot the reach and rolled right off the bed. The impact didn’t register, and he peered up from the floor. “That works too.”

[st_ormbreaker]

It happens so fast that Thor doesn't have the opportunity to register until Tony peers up from where he is laid out on the floor.

Thor immediately pushes himself out of bed and for the second time that night, scoops the Tony scientist into his arms and lays him back down on the bed.

"Don't move," he tells Tony warningly as he pulls back the comforter.

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

Tony was out the moment his body that hit the bed, fully compliant with Thor’s directions.

[st_ormbreaker]

Thor doesn't notice until he has tucked Tony in that he isn't being extremely compliant: he is out entirely.

Thor worriedly presses his hand to Tony's forehead, as if expecting something has changed in the past few minutes.

"Tony?" he whispers loudly at him.

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

Aside from exhaling a soft breath, Tony was still beneath his husband’s touch, the lines of tension and age on his face smoothed with relaxation.

[st_ormbreaker]

Thor convinces himself that it's been a long day and that Tony must be tired. Jane, too, would usually take a long, hot bath some nights to help her to bed.

Still frowning, he taps off the light, climbs under the comforter with Tony and resolves to take him to the infirmary if Tony truly seems off the next morning.