A relic of time, fit for a museum exhibit but Steve actually lived it everyday, having to somehow contend with the fact his natural instincts and attitudes were old fashioned in the new era. It constantly made him feel out of place, out of time and he really doubted his abilities to acclimate in a culture he found too fast paced. The world focused so much on technology it seemed, a never-ending striving for more, more, more and it left other things to fall to the side. What about forming genuine connections and living in the moment with those around you? Sure, there were advancements he felt pleased as punch over but he still preferred to hold actual things in his hands - such as books and records. He may have gotten on board with CDs but digital albums left little to be desired.
Together, they brought a merger of the past and the future; various beginnings with strands of historical foundations. It made them stronger but it also set a sort of divide on how they viewed things and what their reactions would be. In the best circumstances, it sprung discussions forward but in the worst of moments, it led to only arguments and bickering.
"I'll try to not give you too much trouble," Steve responded with a smirk as he dug into his food. He nearly dropped his fork right on the floor from the moan, though. How completely obscene but of course a Tony sort of thing to do. Swallowing thickly, Steve shifted in his seat a little. A white hot want surged through him but he tried to ignore it and continue eating the food. He barely tasted anything. Damn it, Tony.
"You're terrible," he muttered, drinking a big gulp of his water. He should have suggested they have the food to go. "I kinda can't believe this is even happening." He took another couple of bites, somehow. "I wonder if this will be against protocol. Dating your boss is kinda frowned on, isn't it?"
He gave a grin this time, just considering how the others would take the news. Slowly, he reached out to run his fingertips along Tony's arm, needing to touch him in some way.
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Together, they brought a merger of the past and the future; various beginnings with strands of historical foundations. It made them stronger but it also set a sort of divide on how they viewed things and what their reactions would be. In the best circumstances, it sprung discussions forward but in the worst of moments, it led to only arguments and bickering.
"I'll try to not give you too much trouble," Steve responded with a smirk as he dug into his food. He nearly dropped his fork right on the floor from the moan, though. How completely obscene but of course a Tony sort of thing to do. Swallowing thickly, Steve shifted in his seat a little. A white hot want surged through him but he tried to ignore it and continue eating the food. He barely tasted anything. Damn it, Tony.
"You're terrible," he muttered, drinking a big gulp of his water. He should have suggested they have the food to go. "I kinda can't believe this is even happening." He took another couple of bites, somehow. "I wonder if this will be against protocol. Dating your boss is kinda frowned on, isn't it?"
He gave a grin this time, just considering how the others would take the news. Slowly, he reached out to run his fingertips along Tony's arm, needing to touch him in some way.