To Steve's credit, Tony not really noticing him there for a while spoke highly of the levels of comfort he felt when Steve was around. There were some people that would have him on high alert the second they walked into the same room as him. But Steve just belonged there even if he wasn't always actually there.
"It's also cold out," Tony pointed out, tilting his head back a little further to press a kiss to whatever he could reach on Steve -- his jaw line -- before giving a great big sigh and rolling his shoulders to work out the way he'd been sitting for entirely too long.
"You brought dinner. God. Stop being so perfect, it makes the rest of us look bad."