Jealousy (StevexTony)

Cook

He was dreaming, he had to be dreaming. Tony wasnt cooking breakfast in nothing but his boxers. He was dreaming.

"Earth to Steve. You want pancakes or not? I made alot."

Steve nodded. "No offense, but since when do you know how to cook?"

Tony shrugged. "When Pepper left." Tony sighed. "Jarvis taught me."

Steve looked at him. He wasnt necessarily complaining, ever since Pepper left Tony had been, locking himself in the lab more often. Although Pepper still worked for Tony and Tony had claimed they were on good terms now. Fury had Steve move in to check up on Tony.
"When did Jarvis teach you how to cook?" Steve stabbed at one of the pancakes.

Tony smiled. "Awhile ago actually."

Steve was about to take a bite out of his pancake when he felt a rush of wind and blue light.

Tony rolled his eyes. "Clint control your boyfriend!"

Clint walked in. "Babe, quit it, its too early."

Pietro sat next to Clint kissing him on the cheek. "Sorry, Master." Clint blushed.

"Master?" Tony laughed. "That explains so much."

"Shut up Tony." Clint mumbled, putting a stack of pancakes on his plate for him and Pietro.
"Since when do you cook?"

Tony rolled his eyes and pointed his spatula at Clint. "Are they good?" Clint nodded his head. "Are you dieing?" Clint shook his head. Tony smiled. "Then shut up and eat your fucking pancakes."

Steve huffed quietly.

Tony scoffed "Steve, you too, shut up and eat your fucking pancakes."

Steve blushed and put some pancakes on his fork.

Natasha walked in, laughing. "What is wrong with you Tony? Calm down."

Tony pointed his spatula at Nat. "You know what-"

Natasha was twirling a knife. "Choose your words carefully Stark."

Tony gulped. "Fine. I'm done have your fucking breakfast Natasha." Tony slammed the skillet into the sink. "You know I hate every single one of you right?" He walked off.

Everyone looked at Steve.

Steve rolled his eyes. "I'll go talk to him."

"Tony?" Steve walked into Tonys bedroom.

"What do you want?"

Steve walked to Tonys bed and sat down next to him. "What happened?"

"I-I dont do much around this house."

Steve nodded his head and waited for Tony to continue.

"I just wanted to do something nice for everyone ok?"

"And you did Tony, and were all very grateful for it. They were good pancakes."

Tony smiled at Steve. "Really?"

Steve smiled back, hugging Tony. "Yes Tony they were."
***
*Back In The Dinning Room*
"I give it six months." Clint said casually.

"Three months." Natasha bet.

"A month." Pietro put in.

"A month?" Clint scoffed. "You're crazy Tony's too stupid to get it and Steve's too shy."

"Three months." Natasha said.
***
Steve and Tony walked back into the kitchen. "I apologize guys."

Natasha nodded while Clint and Pietro stuffed their faces with pancakes.

"They are good pancakes." Steve said, sitting back down and finishing his plate. "You going to eat?"

Tony sat down and picked peices off of Steves plate.

Natasha smirked.

"What?" Tony asked Nat.

"Nothing." Natasha said cooly.
After everyone ate Steve helped Tony clean up.

Tony smiled at Steve as the blonde hummed to himself.

"What?" Steve chuckled catching Tony staring at him.

Tony just shook his head.