Our Blissful Love, an avengers fanfic

All of Me and All of You

A/N: Hey guys, I thought it'd be cool to write a tiny little epilogue for All of Me and All of You. I know it won't be as good as the first but this should be interesting, you know? And it'll still be STONY! But hopefully this is good, eh?

And these will be little one shots together, warning alright? Also letting you know, they are NOT in order. I kind of wrote them as I felt like and didn't put them in order. However, they are ALL connected but just not in order. SORRY!

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Our Blissful Love

Summary: Years after that blissful morning, Steve and Tony's lives together are wonderful. Nothing is as amazing as knowing somebody loves you for YOU. Squeal to 'All of Me and All of You'!

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Will You Marry Me?

5 years. That is how long it took Tony to man up to ask Steve to be his. He had everything planned out— where to bring him, what time, what day, how to say— he had everything thought out and had a whole speech ready to say. He didn't care that it was awfully cliché.

So on April 4th, Tony brought Steve to their special restaurant which turned out to be on a hill, under the stars with a lunar eclipse happening with their small picnic. He sat Steve down with a look in his eyes as he leaned over to ask Steve when something awful happened. His phone went off!

Steve looked sorry as he picks up the phone answering. "Hello?"

What else could go wrong? Tony thought. It took Steve almost 7 minutes to get off the phone and once he does, Tony is ready to give up. Steve looks at him and their eyes meet.

"I'm really sorry about that Tony," Steve says softly.

"It's fine—"

"No it isn't, I can see you look all upset!" Steve says causing Tony to shy away a little, get his mask up. "What's wrong?"

Tony let it out. "Fuck, Steve don't you get it? I'm trying to ask you to fucking marry me!"

Steve is very shocked. They stare at each other for a long time before finally, Steve nods. "Yes…"

"Huh?"

"Yes, yes I'll marry you. Of course I will! Why wouldn't I? It's all of me and all of you Tony. Always!"

I Want a Dog

They were watching a movie called Good Boy - which was about an alien dog thing that came to Earth to see if the dogs of earth had taken it over. And this little boy ended up getting mixed up with it, and he can now hear what dogs say.

This is why Tony Stark had to say what he did.

"Steve,"

"Mhm…?" Steve mumbles as he leans over to kiss Tony's head.

Tony pulls back to look into Steve's eyes. "I want a dog."

"What?" Steve stops what he's doing to stare at his lover. "Why do you want a dog?"

The brunette shrugs. "I've always wanted one. What do you say? I say we get a dog."

Steve stares at him before laughing. "Alright Tony, whatever you say." He kisses Tony's lips softly and Tony gladly returns the kisses.

Come to Bed

72 hours. Tony has stayed up 72 hours.

He was staring to get this glassy look in his eyes, the cute one where he's fighting the urge to sleep. His eyelids were drooping, his body ready to drop dead. And he mumbled.

"Stevie…" Tony mumbles sitting at his desk. "Can yah get meh coffeeeee?"

Steve had been staying up for the most part with him, went to bed every once in awhile because he needed it. He was drawing in the workshop when he hears Tony's voice. "What? Babe, I think it's time to get to bed. Come on,"

"But I don't wannnaaaaaaaaaaaa!" Tony whines.

The blond gets up. "Come to bed, please? For me? I'm sure Buster would cuddle with you."

"Buster….? Loks' cat? That Buster?" the brunette mumbles his question.

Steve nods. "Yeah,"

"But he hates meh!" Tony says as if it's the easiest thing to understand. Buster is Loki's cat, a soft furred black kitten he had picked up awhile back. Of course Buster was just as mean spirited as Loki unless it was Loki himself, and for some reason, Buster hated Tony. It was a little joke between Steve and Tony that Buster would cuddle with him.

And since Tony was sleep drunk, the man didn't know what he was saying.

Steve laughs. "I'm sure Buster doesn't hate you Tony—"

Tony protests. "Busters hates meh 'cause of Loks!"

The tiny brunette pouts as he crosses his arms over his chest. Steve thinks he looks very cute and leans over to kiss his forehead. "Tony, why don't we go to bed together?"

"Will yah hold meh?"

Steve nods and Tony follows him gladly.

He is out in sleep right as soon as he touches the bed. Steve knows Tony needs sleep.

Not In My Tower

"I say no! I do not want that thing in my tower!"

"Tony,"

"Anthony would you like me to show you what will happen if you dare hurt my child?"

Loki looks deadly standing in front of Tony and Steve. He had found a little black kitten and wanted to keep it. Tony of course did not want a cat in the tower and now there was a fight.

"And it is not a thing, dear Anthony."

Tony shivers knowing that voice was the one that meant Loki was planning against you.

Loki smirks knowing Tony knew. Steve runs his hand through his hair. "What's wrong with having the kitten here, Tony?"

"It'll be HIS cat! It'll be evil!" Tony points out. "Or does nobody remember he tried to KILL me!?"

Steve shushes his lover. "Tony, come on, please? For me would you let the kitten stay?"

"No!"

Steve leans over to whisper into Tony's ear and Tony's eyes widen. He nods quickly. "Alright— that sounds like a plan— is there anything I can get the pes— cat?" He says feeling himself get very turned on.

Steve laughs as he kisses his lover's head. Loki smirks as he holds out his hand. "I would like the thing you mortals call a credit card."

Tony passes it over looking pleased as Steve leads him back to their room, praising him the whole way there.

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