Super Husbands
Steve already hadn't been a fan of space, then going there again with Tony in that gosh-forsaken ancient ship. Well he was, if possible, even less of a fan now. Aliens were not his thing, well except the ones who lived among them, those he liked fine. But the ones that didn't talk and spat acid? That wasn't okay. Already Steve hadn't been keen on leaving the town and now, well now he wasn't going anywhere for a good long while unless he had to.
But Halloween he liked, what with candy, fun and everyone together? What wasn't to like? You dressed up as someone you admired, someone you wanted to be like, to emulate and what better way to put to good use the costume he'd picked up all that time ago when they'd ended up at comic con. So Iron Man he was, the body of the stretch suit hadn't been long enough so it had been cut in half to give him some room and so it was more a midriff top and pants, but he hadn't had a lot to choose from.
After the week he'd had the shield came too, but it didn't fit that well with the costume so he'd stashed it to the side and fetched a beer before finally getting to his sweetheart. Who. Well. Didn't look even slightly silly and was by far the best dressed, then again when wasn't he?