Startling when he’s grabbed, Tony turns a curious look on the other man, wondering if he has to suddenly fight. When the squeezing proves to be just that, he relaxes minutely and listens to what the other says.
A quick flits across his face at the words, before he’s leaning forward and brushing that same stubborn lock of hair back from Steve’s face. “I’m not going anywhere,” he murmurs. “I promise.”
Not that he had planned to in the first place, not when Steve is likely one of the few people he can trust in this universe, but he’s choosing not to dwell on that.
Standing, he takes Steve’s empty bowl and then his, walking to the kitchen to go put them in the sink. The apartment kind of reminds him of his Steve’s old one, even if it is more barren in appearance. It also looks a bit outdated, with the muted colors and old radio he can see in the corner, but he remembers how Steve’s room used to be when he first moved in; how he would bring old items to Tony and ask him to fix them.
It’s hard to letting go of the past.
Shaking off the thought, he walks back over and sits down, stretching out his back muscles with a small groan. Slumping back over, he gives Steve a lazy smirk. “What do you want to do now?” He asks.
”Also, where do you live?
Because I don’t know if it’s New York,
Steve knows that having someone pet his hair shouldn’t make his heart swell and make him want to lean in, but it does. He wants to stay in that very position for as long as he can, because for the first time since he woke up, someone looked at him - At Steve Rogers - and made him feel wanted and… Needed. Not in a ‘I have to fight to serve and save the county’-way but in a ‘I need to fix what’s left to fix’ way and… Steve is known to ever turn down a battle. Not even one with this Tony’s past and fears.
He will fight and do what’s in his powers to keep him smiling and make him feel welcomed… Of course accepting a Tony Stark from another universe was nothing like that one time when he had found a dog and tried to convince Bucky they should keep it, but… In a way, Tony was just as helpless and lonely as that dog had been, right?
When Tony stood up, Steve watched him go to the kitchen before he turned his attention back to the TV, secretly wondering if his own future looked like this, too. If the Tony Stark in his universe would ever look so sad while talking about Steve and, most of all, he was wondering if his own future was the same way this Tony’s Steve’s was…
”It’s New York.”, he answered when the other one came back, halfways turned to him and the other half turned towards the TV before he shrugged. “It’s a small apartment building. My neighbour is a nice nurse who seems to work all the time and… Other than that, that’s it. There is a nice cafe five minutes from here but I’d suggest going there tomorrow.”
“You should take a shower and get some rest…
Not that I am forcing you to sleep but … We should
try to figure this out tomorrow and you need to be on
your highest energy-level for that.”