![]() She understood going in that things had never been easy between Tony and Steve in private, although in their Iron Man and Captain America personas it was rarely evident. Some of the words might have been new, but the argument was getting old and tired, and Lauren hadn’t been dealing with it for nearly as long as everyone else. That’s what we’re supposed to do, right? Or can you not keep up with me, old man.” Tony’s voice hitched higher, reacting to the other man’s tone. You almost compromised the entire mission.” Steve’s voice rose a fraction in frustration. “You can’t just go off and do your own thing, Stark, not without letting someone know what you’re going to do first. “What are you so worked up about, Rogers? We won! And we all got back in one piece,” Tony grimaced just slightly as he noticed Clint shuffling in on crutches, “or mostly in one piece.” “Innuendo? That’s what you’re going with right now?” Steve’s face flushed crimson, whether from anger or embarrassment, it was hard to tell. “There’s only one place I take orders, Cap, and it isn’t in the field,” Tony smirked back with an inviting lift of his brows. Steve’s voice lowered almost to a growl as he followed the smaller man across the room, “When we’re in the field, I’m in charge. “I heard you the first time, and every other time, Spangles, I just happen to disagree with you,” Tony dismissed him with a casual flick of his fingers as he made his way to the bar. His uncharacteristic cursing evidence of how long this particular battle of wills had been going on. “Dammit, Stark, how many times do you have to be told…” Steve was using his best Captain America voice paired with the Eyebrows of Disappointment (trademark pending) as he faced down his teammate. ![]()
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