[Backdated July 4th] Manhattan Bridge

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

"The fact you got this room is an argument for this inn's sentience." The first time Tony was invited to Steve's room, he nearly puked from laughter at the red, white, and blue irony of it all. Tony helped himself to the unused-looking bed, bouncing where he flopped down to sit, angling his head towards the rose bushes outside the far window. Better than looking at George Washington Crossing The Delaware bafflingly mounted above the bright postmodern couch.

"C'mon, get dressed."

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[st_evengrantrogers]

Steve hadn't really been expecting a visit from his friend Tony, then again, he should have. It was his birthday, after all, and Tony was the kind to remember. It was a national holiday, after all.

Steve was still in his pajamas when Tony came to call, a toothbrush sticking out of his mouth, and his hair still tousled from sleep. As Tony came in and made himself at home, Steve finished brushing his teeth, then spat in the sink.

"I was about to." He couldn't help but grin. "Do we have something planned?"

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

"I do. Ergo, we do." Tony leaned back on his hands, squinting through his broad glasses at his fellow Avenger tidy up. He rose a brow, gesturing at his own chin. "So. Who was the inspiration? Me or Point Break?"

[st_evengrantrogers]

Steve moved from the sink in his little bathroom to his dresser where he kept all his clothes. He didn't have a whole lot, but he kept them clean, tidy, well mended and cared for. He dug through the drawer to find some pants and a shirt, then glanced up at Tony curiously.

"Point what?"

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

"Thor." The Thunder God didn't quite have the windswept locks to make that nickname work anymore, but old habits died hard. Tony helped himself to the book on the end table for want of something to do while he waited, at least maintaining the bookmark's placement. It was a reminder to visit the library again sometime--Ilyana was no longer what he dubbed the crypt keeper. She and more than a few others had vanished in the past few weeks. It had set Tony ill at ease, but he'd resisted the urge to pull away from the connections he had left.

"You two still doing basketball?"

[st_evengrantrogers]

The book on the endtable was a copy of the fourth Harry Potter book. Steve was catching up on all the things he'd missed during his icy sleep, and JK Rowling's success was definitely one of those things. He'd enjoyed the first three, though the fourth was quite massive. It was one of those, "when I have time" things. And now Steve had time.

He popped back into the bathroom to change. Because... modesty.

"From time to time," Steve said with his voice slightly raised. "And gardening, too."

[st_arkravinghazelnut]

"Très domestique," Tony called back as he laid back onto the bed. Harry Potter--unexpected, but welcome. He'd never gotten around to the books, but he was always the avid movie goer. He fondly recalled the days of putting Bruce to sleep with them.

"How's the gym here treating you? Let me know if you need a proper challenge." Tony crossed one leg over the other, setting the tome back to the side. "Unless you're liking the quiet life."