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ashsblurbs · 4 years ago

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Delicate is my heart

*Inspired by the song Delicate by Taylor swift*

“Tony seen with another bimbo.” “Tony Stark, found another one to make a new trophy.” “Tony couldn’t commit meant Pepper had to say goodbye.”

Tony took in a deep breath clicking off his phone placing it on the other side of the table. He didn’t feel like looking through all the lies everyone says about him. He wasn’t the playboy he used to be in his teens and twenties. The last person he was ever with was Pepper and they both agreed they were better as friends then lovers. The media would never see that or understand that. Even if he yelled the truth off of the rooftop no one would believe him. He huffed placing his hands in his head. Tony was just so tired of the lies.

“Hey, is this seat taken.” Tony lifted his head to find Steve Rogers standing at the table looking down on him. “No. And you live here every seat is your seat too.” Steve shrugged smiling and placed his newspaper on the table as well as his coffee. Steve had decided to come and live at the tower after exploring what was left of Brooklyn a couple of years ago. Steve found that his home was no longer his home. Where his childhood home once stood now was a Whole Foods. Steve called Tony one day asking if the offer of staying at the tower was still on the table. He realized he had no other home. Then two weeks later Steve was there with his motorcycle and a small bag with a few items. From then on it was just Steve and Tony. Yeah, once and a while the others would come back and stay for a night or a few weeks, but then they were off on their next mission. Leaving Steve and Tony together once again.

“You got any plans today besides being depressed. Remember the party is tonight.” Steve said behind his paper.

Tony looked up at him and just rolled his eyes. “Actually, I had a hot date. You know a beautiful dame named self-loathing. Maybe go and get some coffee and then wallow in the corner.” Steve sat down the paper eyeing Tony. “Tony, why? What were you looking at before I got here? Please don’t tell me those trash tabloids. What were they saying now?” Tony stood up, pocketing his phone. “Nothing, Steve, just joking. I’m going to be in the lab if you need me.” “Don’t forget everything needs to be ready before eight,” Steve shouted back. Tony dismissed him with a wave of a hand. “Yeah, yeah. Captain will do.”

Steve stared as Tony was walking away. Steve knew what the media was saying and most of the time he knew that Tony wouldn’t let that kind of stuff get him down, but Steve knew that Tony loved Pepper once upon of time. It must have been killing him with what they were saying about her. It must have hurt more with the lies they were spreading about him. Steve wished they knew the Tony he knew. The one that would stay up with him all night when he couldn’t sleep watching every terrible movie, he had missed over the past seventy years. The man that was so smart he could fix anything and get out of anything. The man that gave him a home when he didn’t know his anymore.

Steve picked up his keys. He thought he could do something nice for Tony and pick up something nice for him they could share after the party tonight. Maybe he could grab a nice wine and a movie. Yeah, that would be good.

Tony’s phone buzzed having no clue who it could be. Most likely one of his friends being confused by what was going on tonight. He looked down to see that it was Steve. Tony shook his head. That man can really be so weird. Why didn’t he just come down and talk to him, he thought to himself.

Tony chuckled to himself. Steve was really an old man. He was so happy that he had him as a friend. He couldn’t imagine what his life would have been like if Steve wasn’t here. Well, he knew exactly how it would have been. It would have been very lonely. It would have just been him spending way too much time in his lab tinkering because he couldn’t sleep because of the nightmares. He would be living off of coffee and fumes. Yeah, his teammates would be around but his relationship with all of them didn’t compare to what he and Steve have. He needed to remind himself to tell Steve more often how much he appreciated home. Tony looked at the time to see 7:00. Shit! He jumped up running upstairs. Guest would be arriving in an hour and nothing was ready. “Jarvis, can you please get the house ready. We only have an hour.” “Will do sir.”

Tony, I left to grab somethings if you by any chance will be needing me. I will be back in time for the party. Just text me if you need anything.

-Steve Rogers

“Which one would be better? Clueless or Clue.” Steve mumbled to himself in the aisle. He needed help and he knew the exact person to call that could easily help him. “Hey, Rhodes, I need your help.” Rhodey thought it was weird that Tony was calling him out of nowhere, but he was willing to help the man his best friend loved even if neither of them knew it.

“Yeah, Steve what do you need?”

“Um, what movie would Tony like to watch more? Clueless or Clue.”

Rhodey just laughed to himself. There were so many other things both of them could be doing like getting ready for the party they had to go to tonight. “He likes Clueless. When we were in college together all he talked about was Paul Rudd.” Steve thanked Rhodey and hung up the phone. He looked down at the phone to see that it was 7:45. He was going to be really late to the party. It was going to be okay, hopefully, this will make up for his tardiness.

Tony sat in the corner swirling his wine glass. He looked out among the crowd of people seeing all of his friends laughing and having the time of their lives. He decided it was better to hang back since the one person he did want to talk to hadn’t arrived yet. Where had Steve disappeared too, he thought.

“Tony, what are you doing back here alone? You should be mingling among the guest and not sitting in the dark.” Tony looked up to see Rhodey looking down at him.

“I just wanted to be alone.” He kept looking around but still no sign of him. “Who you looking for? Your boyfriend Steve.” Tony rolled his eyes no liking Rhodey’s jokes.

“Haha, real funny. We’re just friends and roommates. I don’t feel like getting in a new relationship anyway.” Rhodey wasn’t convinced that nothing was going on between. “Yeah, keep lying to yourself but I know the truth buddy.”

Tony was about to say something when he spotted him. Steve wore dark jeans and a pair of white Nikes with a classic white shirt that was showing all of his muscle’s underneath. Tony just kept staring ahead until Steve spotted him too. He smiled and waved at him with excitement. He noticed that he was coming closer with something in his hands. Tony’s heart was beating faster and faster. It was weird; he saw Steve every day. Saw him at his most mundane self. The feeling that Tony was having right now never happened before.

“Hey, sorry I’m late and that I wasn’t here to help you set up.” Steve sat down the bottle of wine that took him forever to pick out because he had no knowledge of what wine was good wine. He also picked a movie that seemed like something Tony would like.

“I’m just glad that you are here now.” Tony jumped up wrapping his arms around him knocking the breath out of Steve. “Woah, I’ve only been gone for a few hours.”

“I know. I’m just really glad you are here.” Tony looked up into his bright blue eyes. How had he never noticed before the sight green that was in them and the curve of his nose that somehow matched the curve of his lips? All he wanted to do was to leave this party and just spend time with Steve, alone. “Steve, I have a crazy idea. Why don’t you pour me and yourself a drink? Then we get out of here.”

“You know what Tony. That’s not a bad idea.” Steve grabbed the bottle of wine and then grabbed Tony’s hand leading him up to the balcony. It was much quieter out here without all of the distractions of everyone wanting to make small talk. Instead, it was just the two of them and the stars shining down on them. “Would you like a glass of um.” Steve picked up the bottle to read it. “St. Antonio’s pin oats no air.” Tony chuckled. “Do you mean Pinot Noir? I’m more of a white wine guy myself but if it will get me drunk then pour it.”

Steve poured Tony a good size glass handing him it over. The slight touch of his fingers brushed along Tony’s wrist sending sparks throughout his body. Tony looked up into his eyes wondering what it would be like to wake up every morning with those eyes staring into him. Maybe tonight he would tell him his feelings and just maybe Steve would feel the same way. Then he thought would he really want to get him wrapped up in the PR nightmare that was his life. That wouldn’t be fair to Steve. Maybe Steve didn’t like him like that at all and everything he feared wouldn’t even matter.

Steve stood at the rail taking in the skyline. The warm summer air ripping through his shirt sending comfort through him. This was nice he thought. He wanted to be selfish and stay right here all night with Tony next to him but that wasn’t fair to Tony. “Hey, do you want to go back inside? I’m feeling like I’m keeping you all to myself.” Tony stood next to Steve a little tipsy but not out of control of his actions.

“Steve, this is where I want to be all night. Are you sure you don’t want to go back?” Steve shuffled over closer placing his hand next to Tony’s. Steve turned his head looking at Tony for the first time. The world fell quiet and the moon shone around him a little bright halo. “Yeah, I’m sure. You are the only person I want to spend the night with.” Steve turned back out to the skyline. What he said was true? He just didn’t realize that the feelings he had for his best friend were there.

Tony picked up the movie that was sitting next to the wine. “So, you show up here looking hot as hell. Then you bring a bottle of wine and my favorite movie with you to a party. Then you sneak me away to one of the most romantic spots in the tower. If I didn’t know better, Mr. Rogers, this seems like a date.” Tony teased. Steve leaned back in his chair. He crossed his arms over his chest looking Tony up and down. This made Tony put the movie down. “Come here.” Tony froze not knowing what to do. “Come here,” Steve said again. His voice was deep and raspy. There was hunger in his eyes. Maybe it was too much wine and mead that had changed Steve’s attitude or maybe it was the way Tony looked tonight.

Tony walked closer until he and Steve were at arm’s length. Steve stretched out his arms pulling Tony into his lap.

“Would it be wrong of me that hoped this could be a date?” Tony’s breath caught in his throat. The feeling of being rapped up and feeling safe for the first time in his life was overwhelming for him. “I really like you. I just don’t want to drag you into my world of chaos. You know my track record; it isn’t that great. People will talk and say the worst things about you and me. The thought of you getting hurt because you were in a relationship with me, I just couldn’t handle it.”

There was a silence between. Steve’s eyes wandered all over his face until they stopped at his lips. Steve placed his hand on the small of Tony’s back pulling him farther onto his lap. He lifted Tony’s chin gently. Then the world went quiet and it was just the two of them in each other’s arms. Steve’s lips were soft and loving. Tony knew they needed to take this slow even though his body was telling him to take it farther. Tony pulled away lightly. “Let’s get another drink.” Steve shook his head in agreement.

Several hours had passed with many stories swapped between. With loud laugher making them laugh harder. The bottle Steve had brought had been long gone as well as three others. At this point in the night, all of the guests were gone, and the house was wrecked, but Tony didn’t care. He was somehow wrapped up into Steve’s arms watching the city slowly fall asleep. This was all he ever wanted and dreamed of. Then Steve broke the beautiful silence between. “You know what you said earlier about your reputation and you didn’t want me in that mess. Tony, I don’t care and would love to be in your mess. I just hope you realize that I have my own mess going on in my life. Just google my name and you will find thousands of lies, gossip, and stories about me that are completely fake. So, I don’t care as long as you can be mine.”

Something in Tony broke. Tony jumped out of Steve’s arms not wanting to hear one more wonderful thing come out of his mouth. It would just hurt Tony too much to know that Steve would just be another name on his “list” of exes. He just feared that he would hurt Steve and he was the last person Tony ever wanted to hurt. Tony ran off to his room to just think.

Steve once again was staring at Tony as he ran away. What was Steve supposed to do to show Tony that he wasn’t the man that everyone was saying he was? Why couldn’t Tony see he deserved love and that Steve loved him? Steve stood up and walked into the living room to see the mess that was left. Instead of going off to bed because he knew sleep wasn’t going to come anyway, he decided he would clean up. The place was a wreck with food scraps scattered everywhere and beer cans piling mountain high in every corner. Their friends really were a messy bunch of people.

Tony stared at the ceiling as the time ticked away. What did he do? Did he just mess up what could be the best thing to happen in his life? Tony rolled over to find a photo of him and Steve together. Steve was cover in dirt will some blood dripping down his face, but he was still all smiles. Tony on the other hand was tired and had his head sitting on Steve’s shoulder but he still had a slight smirk. That was one of his favorite days. Maybe every day could be like that day. Tony jumped out of bed pulling on his robe to go find Steve. This time he was going to do what made him happy. He found Steve asleep with a trash bag hanging from his hand. Of course, Steve fell asleep cleaning up because that was just who he was. Tony walked over placing a light kiss to Steve’s forehead and then curled up into Steve’s side.

“I want to do this.” Steve pulled him in tighter placing a light kiss on the inside of his neck. “I want this too.”

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male-emporium · 7 years ago

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This Is What We Had To Say When We Answered 10 Questions About Each Other In Celebration Of Our 5 Year Wedding Anniversary

Today marks our fifth wedding anniversary! Man, does time fly by! To celebrate, we thought it would be fun to do a Q&A to share a little bit more about the two of us (from the other’s perspective!), so we had a neutral third party come up with the questions and we both answered them separately. I was giggling when I finally read Thomas’s answers last night because in a few of the questions, we mentioned the same or opposite things. I swear we had no idea what the other person was writing! We’re celebrating this evening with a date night after work, but in the meantime, here’s what we had to say about each other after five years of marriage…

Wedding Anniversary Q&A:

What is one quality in Julia/Thomas that you discovered during marriage and grew to love?

Thomas: I didn’t know how much of a “Boss Lady” Julia would become. When we were dating in college, I was the one who was always focused on school and business — I used to tutor her in business and math classes. Since getting married and growing our business together, I’m amazed everyday by the ways that she’s grown as a “Boss Lady”. Julia knows what she wants and she stops at nothing to get there.

Julia: One of my favorite qualities of his, and one that I really admire, is his passion for teaching others. He really finds so much joy in sharing what he’s learned or what he knows to help others understand it too. And it’s not just a one-word answer or a brief explanation, he’ll go out of his way to make it a priority- whether that be for family, friends or strangers.

What is your biggest pet peeve about Julia/Thomas?

Thomas: Julia is a neat freak (her answer to this question is probably that I’m a slob) which typically there’s nothing wrong with, but most times she’s cleaned up the kitchen while I’m still in the middle of cooking. Somehow, she gets set in a cleaning autopilot mode and she doesn’t even notice I’m still cooking.

Julia: He is THE messiest chef (but he makes up for it with some pretty damn good food!). I try and clean up after him while he’s cooking, which really annoys him. I’ve learned to just let him do his thing in the kitchen, but it does drive me nuts that he leaves every door and cabinet open in the process, along with all of the ingredients spilled out everywhere. He’s always said that if he were to start a cooking blog it would be called, A Delicious Mess.

What is one skill Julia/Thomas has that you don’t excel in?

Thomas: Julia is a finisher. When Julia sets her mind to do something, it gets done. It doesn’t matter if takes until 2 or 3 am, she won’t leave something 50% completed. It’s a skill I’ve always admired about her.

Julia: He remembers everything. He’s a wealth of knowledge and random facts, hence why he loves Jeopardy. I think he remembers every single thing he’s learned in Science, Math and History from pre-k to college. I’m pretty much the opposite. I get 99% of facts wrong in the stories I tell or repeat.

What does Julia/Thomas do that makes you feel better after a bad day?

Thomas: Well she doesn’t cook but she always encourages me to order “pancakes for the table” as we like to call it.

Julia: Thomas is the best at calming me down and making me feel good. He does my absolute favorite thing which is “tickle” me- either my back or arm or leg. I go into a trance state, like a bunny on its back.

What is something only you know about Julia/Thomas?

Thomas: You probably know already that Julia loves tickles. Tickle her back, her feet, give her tickles and she’ll love you for it. What you probably didn’t know is that she’s a self sleep tickler. Some nights she’ll be dead asleep and she’ll raise one arm straight up in the air as she tickles her own arm with the biggest smile on her face — if only she would tickle herself when awake.

Julia: He makes amazing nicknames for everyone. I think every single person we’re friends with has some sort of strange nickname that he’s made up. He probably has 10 for me…that I won’t even get into!

What is one of your funniest travel moments together?

Thomas: Julia doesn’t take no for an answer and she’s pretty great at finding a solution to our problems. Getting into a full restaurant without a reservation? Easy. Bad weather spoil our plans for the day? No problem, she’ll make new ones. But there’s one instance during our travels that comes to mind where she tried every trick in the book and still got told no.

We were at Ashford Castle in Ireland, a gorgeous estate that has two separate areas for lodging: the castle or the lodge. We had to book the lodge as there were no more rooms available in the castle. As guests, we were allowed anywhere on the property except for inside the castle. That’s ok, we would just show ourselves in and act like we were meant to be there. The only thing stopping us? The kindest 80ish year old man you’ll ever meet standing guard making sure no one entered that wasn’t allowed to.

As Julia tries to walk into the castle:

80 year old guard: “Excuse me only guests are allowed inside. Are you staying at the castle?”

Julia: “We are staying at the lodge. Can we come in and look at the castle?”

Guard: “No I’m afraid not.”

J: “We can’t even take a look?”

Guard: “Em, No.”

J: “Is there a restaurant?”

Guard: “Yes.”

J: “Well then we will go have tea in the restaurant.”

Guard: “No, I’m afraid you can’t do that.”

J: “I can’t even take a little peak inside?”

Guard: “Em……….No.”

J: “So there’s not a single scenario in which I can go inside?”

Guard: “No, I’m sorry.”

J: “What if I just run passed you?”

She tried every trick in the book with no luck.

Julia: In hindsight it’s funny and one that we always laugh about now, but in the moment…let’s just say we weren’t laughing (well, I was but Thomas was not!). We were visiting Avignon for the first time a few summers ago, and since it’s a walled city, the driving can be really confusing and difficult, as many of the streets you can’t drive down. But on top of that, the month of July is an annual arts festival, so you’re technically not allowed to drive into the city. But regardless of that fact, before arriving, our hotel (La Mirande), repeatedly told us that we actually could drive into the city to get to the hotel, but we had to follow the exact path from a pdf they emailed us.

The moment we arrived to the city is when it all started to fall apart. We drove in at the wrong entrance and right away realized we were definitely not in the right spot, as we were driving down the main street where ALL of the festival was happening. We were the only car and people were looking at us like we were nuts. Immediately Thomas started profusely sweating and panicking. There were a lot of “f” bombs dropped, as we slowly inched our car behind a crowd of hundreds of people. We literally had no idea what to do. We were driving a Volvo station wagon, which was really long and difficult to maneuver through the tiny narrow streets. After about 30 minutes of pure melt-down, we found an alley to drive down (I’m pretty sure we were going the wrong way) and got to a spot to pull the car over. On a map, the hotel wasn’t far, but because of the small one way streets, it was impossible to get the car there. At that point, I got out of the car and ran to the hotel to ask them for help.

When they saw where the car was, they couldn’t believe how we got there! We all started laughing hysterically when we were telling them the process that we took. Needless to say, we both needed a strong cocktail when we got back to the hotel.

When we visited Avignon last month, Thomas was having serious PTSD and refused to drive into the city.

What is one thing Julia/Thomas can do that always makes you laugh?

Thomas: She can tell a story or try to, at least. While we spend almost all of our time together, our versions of the same story often diverge far away from each other’s. The problem is we have different recollections of the past. I tend to remember the exact facts, while Julia remembers “loose details” and the feelings of the moment. Anytime Julia tells a story it almost always ends in laughs.

Julia: He’s always making me laugh because he’s such a goof and cracks jokes all day long. But anytime he does a Kramer impersonation, I die laughing. Or anytime he dances!

What movie best sums up Julia/Thomas? If you had to pick one actress to play her/him in a movie who would that be?

Thomas: Under the Tuscan Sun comes to mind, aside from the life change in the movie that triggers her trip to Tuscany, I can definitely see Julia (and myself) finding a diamond in the rough of a house in Tuscany and turning it around. All while traveling around Italy and cooking delicious food. The obvious choice to play Julia would be Emma Watson, but I think only Diane Keaton can capture Julia’s character.

Julia: Paul Rudd would definitely play him in a movie! The Lord of the Rings Trilogy, just because they are his favorite movies of all time and make me think of him (he made me watch all of them in one day when we were first dating!).

What does Julia’s/Thomas’s dream day look like?

Thomas: It all starts with waking up in Paris at the Ritz Paris in the Windsor Suite where I surprise her with breakfast in bed and a few gifts, including a gorgeous dress to enjoy the day in — maybe this Valentino or this Lela Rose for dinner. The day would be spent walking around the city followed by a casual lunch outside at a cafe as we enjoy our meal, sip rosé and people watch. In the evening, we’d find a rooftop bar to enjoy a bellini (her favorite drink) and watch the sunset immediately followed by a romantic dinner with a view of the Eiffel Tower.

Julia: He would want to be somewhere with beautiful landscapes, like Alaska or Ireland (let’s pick Ireland since the golf is good) with his best friends. He would start the day off with breakfast burritos and huevos rancheros, then play a round of golf. In this dream scenario, I would be really good at golf, too (he’s been trying to teach me for years), and we would be killing it together. Mexican food and beer for lunch followed by another round of golf. Some sort of physical activity, like hiking, where he could also watch wildlife. The day would end with more Mexican food, some scotch and cigars.

What is a story Julia/Thomas shares with a new person and you never want to hear them tell it again?

Thomas: You haven’t met Julia unless she’s told you about when she was in 4H as a kid and she entered her pet store bought bunny, Roxy, into the rabbit competition. Roxy was disqualified because she didn’t have a tail and she wasn’t a purebred. Julia was devastated, but her spirits did pick up when she and Roxy won first place in the costume competition where she dressed Roxy in one of her American Girl Doll outfits. She tells the story so often that I’ll get direct messages from followers (or friends) anytime they find a cute bunny.

Julia: Thomas LOVES to tell people that I’m really bad at tennis. Which in fact, I am NOT! There were a couple of times we played in SF where I wasn’t on my A-game and he is solely basing his opinion on those few times. We finally started playing here and there when we’re on vacation or traveling somewhere warm, in which he could barely keep up with me. He’s is just now admitting to people that he might have been wrong…

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