I'm sorry on the delay for this update! I've just been so busy with trying to update other fics, editing work, deleting work, making new work and then with my offline life as well. I have 3 'mock exams' this week, one tomorrow actually but I'm writing this instead bc why not lmao

Tony will be leaving the hospital soon, I just wanted to add this scene first because I loved writing this chapter xD

I also made a Twitter if you would kindly follow me on (: @BubbleButtBeebo

I'm hoping to update this a bit quicker than normal very soon!!! (:

Can I get 15 comments on this chapter please?

From// Tony

Are you coming up today?

From// Tony

No pressure but just wondering??

From// Tony

So I know to shower or not

From// Tony

So I can look my best

To// Tony

R u gonna be in a suit and tie or something?

From// Tony

I'll be in my best leggings and hoodie for you babe (:

From// Tony

Does that mean a yes????????????

To// Tony

Was those question marks necessary

From// Tony

STEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEVE, just answer the question

To// Tony

Yes, I'm being dropped off soon (:

To// Tony

Do u want me to bring u anything up? Food? Clothes?

From// Tony

Coffee?? I'll pay u back, swears

From// Tony

Black 2 sugars large

From// Tony

(:

"Who's that?"Clints voice startles Steve from his texting, fumbling with the mobile in his abnormally large hands as he struggles to catch it without it falling. His alerted action causes Natasha to swerve the car, earning annoyed honks of horns from other drivers and angered Russian Swears to be shouted out the window from Natasha.

Steve clutches the phone tight to his chest, away from prying eyes and fumble hands that want to see who it is that Steve has been messaging. They're a close knit bunch of friends, one that knew every dirty little secret and story about one another and seemingly at one point, seen each other naked at least once - Seeing the pale of Clints ass is a day that Steve will never forget, Unfortunately.

It's not as if he doesn't want his friends to know - because of course, they will eventually whether Steve tells them himself or someone steals his phone - because he does, on his own terms. He just wants to have a friendship away from his main group of friends, with someone who doesn't know Steve like the rest do, one that can be built from the ground up.

He also doesn't want them to find out just yet due to the fact that means they'd want to meet Tony, want to know every little expect of his life that Steve knows, where he's from, what school he goes to and all the works. Steve himself doesn't even know all of that, and in a way, he doesn't want to know just yet. Tony doesn't seem like the kind of person for sharing personal details of his life and that suits Steve just fine, because hey, neither is he.

"No one."Steve replies quickly, looking away from Clints questioning eyes. The blonde pouts, hooking his arm over the headrest and onto Steves shoulder.

"I may be deaf, but I'm not dumb. Who are you texting?"He asks, resting his chin on Steves shoulder and peering at the phone that Steve is so desperately trying to hide away from prying eyes."Is it the guy you're gonna meet today?"

"I'm not meeting anyone."

"Then why are you going to the hospital?"

"Why are you even here? Don't you have studying to do?"

"It's winter break! Who studies during winter break?"

"Bruce."Natasha adds, honking the horn whenever a driver over takes her and sweating out the window at the driver.

"Well Bruce is a nerd."Clint snorts, cocking his head to the side.

"Well I'm not going to argue with that."Bruce shrugs from his place beside Clint in the backseat, half listening to the conversation as he works his way through a bunch of papers in his folder. Bruce looks up, pushing his glasses up his nose."Although, it would help your grades if you'd at least try and study. You're barely passing at least 5 of your subjects."

"Look, this isn't about whether I'm passing high school or not, this is about who Stevie is sweet on."Clint huffs, not up for another round of A Clint Barton Roast, because as much as he hates to admit it, Phil is right when he says that Clint can give but can't take.

"I'm not sweet on anyone!"Steve groans.

"All of you stop shouting or get out!"Natasha threatens, she slams on the breaks which makes everyone pull forward in their seat, Bruce grabbing the back of Clints jacket before the blonde is thrown through the front wind screen of Peggy. The wind is taking out of everyone, forcefully slumping back into their seats as the car sits on the edge of the road.

Everyone mutters an apology, not meeting Natasha's dangerous eye as the car starts to move again. Bruce awkwardly goes back to whatever he was doing, blocking out the other three in the car with his earphones.

"So, do we know them?"Clint asks, leaning to whisper into Steves ear, failing whenever his voice comes out louder than what he thought.

"Will you actually can it?"

"It's just a simple question!"He protests."Just tell us Stevie and then we'll stop bothering ya'."

"No you don't know him."

"So it's a him!"

"Clint, sit down and leave Steve the fuck alone."Natasha orders.

"Make me."Clint childishly sticks out his tongue at the red head who gives the blonde in the back seat the look. The type of look that can make even the biggest of men crumble under such an intense stare - and as much as Natasha is his best friend, Clint is fucking frightened of her.

Steve is never more glad to be dropped off at the hospital, calling out a goodbye to the three remaining in the car as he ran his way to the entrance out of the cold before he suffers from frostbite. He's never had good experience with the cold, it brought back bad childhood memories that he tries his hardest to forget.

As promised, he buys Tony a coffee on his way up to his room, as well a a cup of tea for himself since he's never really been the coffee fan. As polite as ever, Steve says his Hellos to the staff that recognise him as being Sarah Rogers 'Little boy' and stops at odd times to chat with a couple of patients.

There's a bubbling feeling of anxiety in Steves stomach whenever he gets to Tony's hospital room floor and he isn't sure exactly why. It's not as if this is the first time they've met, it's the second actually but whatever. He knows Tony, they're friends - they've had that conversation a lot of times - and they've been texting nonstop since Christmas.

"Steve!"Tony grins, opening the door for the towering teenager that stands awkwardly outside the hospital room unable to knock or open the door due to the cups in his hands. It sure is a different sight from the first time that Tony had seen Steve at his hospital door, greeting him with a grin that reaches his eyes than the confused frown like last time.

Tony's hair is still a little damp, dark hair a curled nest on his head and his glasses folded over the collar of his overly thick hoodie with the MIT crest printed onto the front of it. Despite the smile on his face, Tony is looking a little uneasy for a reason that Steve wants to know but not enough to ask him.

"Hey,"Steve offers a smile, glad to see that Tony is up and about unlike last time. He had been complaining nonstop about the dreadful bedrest that his doctor had put him on after news had spread of his fixing up the hospital room."You're looking a lot healthier."

"Is that your way of saying that I was not before?"Tony gasps, slightly offended at Steves words. He places a hand over his heart, arm accidentally brushing against where the arc reactor is placed under his thick hoodie which causes the teen to grimace just a little, something that Steve catches onto.

"What- no, I-"

"Save it, Cap. I'm only messing."Tony's smile is enough to reassure Steve that he's only teasing."Yinsen says if I can manage not to have a heart attack or die within the next 48 hours then I'm free to- oh! You bought me coffee!"Tony is snatching the coffee cup from Steves hands, letting out a blissful sigh as he takes a whiff of the coffee with a smile on his face.

He takes a gulp, liking his lips in an action that Steve shouldn't find attractive but he does. Tony is already whirling around to where his stuff lay out on top of the drawers and of his hospital bed, setting his cup onto the bedside table as he goes to attempt to take the suitcase out from under the bed, something Steve puts a stop to immediately.

"I'll do that."Steve insists, setting his own cup onto the table and throwing his backpack onto the bed as he assists Tony on pulling the suitcase out from under the bed.

"I may have nearly died but that does not mean that I'm fragile."Tony huffs, stepping back to allow Steve to pull out the suitcase because he hates to admit it but he's lazy and he's rather watch Steve flex those muscles than do it himself. Steve pulls it out and sets it on the bed, stepping out of the way whenever Tony rushes to unzip it.

"So where is that you'll go whenever you leave?"Steve asks out of curiosity, nearly tripping over  Tony's wires as Tony stretches out the wires of the heart monitor that chimes with ever beat of his heart.

"Home, I guess. Long Island if you wanna know. Then I'll be off to MIT by the New Year."Tony informs, throwing a couple of items of clothing into the open suitcase, most of his clothing being brought forward and back by Jarvis whenever he came up to visit. He's normally be doing this, but now that he's up and about Tony is going to take advantage.

"MIT?"

"Massachusetts Institute of Technology. It's where I live, technically, I'm a student there. Studying Electrical Engineering."He speaks as if Steve should know and maybe Steve should, they have been talking for a while now."It's such a relief to know I'm not going to be trapped in this god forsaken place forever, I mean, I'm going to be checked up on constantly but it'll be worth it."

"That's- That's pretty far."Steve observes, taking a sip from his tea. He doesn't know why he suddenly feels a little upset, maybe it's because he hoped that Tony lived a little closer than that or at least when to a high school nearby.

"It is."Tony's voice holds emotion that Steve is only realising now. He turns, oddly white glasses been moved onto the bridge of his nose as he looks up at Steve with a reassuring smile."But don't worry, we can still chat. It's not as if I'm going to Mars or something. Honestly, I'm not going to lose my second friend due to where I study."

"Good, because I'm sure not gonna let ya'."Steve smirks from behind his cup, catching Tony off guard as the smaller teen laughs and nudges him in the shoulder."We gotta meet up again before you leave though, you should come to Brooklyn. I can show you around, take you for pizza."

"This is sounding a lot like a date, Rogers."Tony giggles, waggling his eyebrows at the teenager that stands before him. A date with Steve isn't something that Tony would deny upon, mostly because Steve is a gentleman of a guy, handsome in all his might and willing to go to lengths to make Tony smile-

"No! Not a date!"Steve laughs it off, something that causes Tony to immediately frown at the reaction. He turns quickly to focus on packing his suitcase before Steve can see the sadness that Tony knows is washed over his face."Just to hang out."

"Yeah, uh, I'll see if I can fit that in."

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This was originally supposed to be Steve meeting Rhodey for the first time but I'm going to have that a lot later (:

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