"i'll miss you, tony."

it’s been two years. two whole ass years. of absolutely no contact. they are not on speaking terms. the last time they saw each other it was an absolute mess of pain and loss and hurt and betrayal. it was the w o r s t .

and yet.

tony stark still carries that damn ridiculous flip phone steve sent him on his person AT ALL TIMES. he’s out on a walk and then sbam, he has it. he keeps it charged. keeps it around, close, in his pocket, in his hand. the only way he has of contacting steve, the only possibility he has of ever hearing from steve again.

steve rogers thinks of the avengers compound as home. his home. it’s the first place where he wants to go the minute he has a good excuse/reason. he’s been on the run for two years and he’s longed to go back to the compound (h o m e) this whole time. he’s fought with tony and yet he still respects him and thinks of him as earth’s b e s t defender.

i need a fucking minute.