Apart they'd lost, when in the past they'd come together and succeeded. When he'd been talking strategy, making plans, he'd missed Tony's advice and unique perspective. It would have given them an advantage and they'd needed as much of that as they could get.
There was a big part of him that never wanted to move away, that wanted to let himself get closer and closer. Like that night on the farm, when they'd looked at each other and Steve knew they both felt it, that tug. But there was always a reason, a hundred reasons that Tony's dark eyes were too dangerous to drown in.
"It's the only way we'll get those pizza ingredients," Steve pointed out as he stretched out on his side, still facing him. "Or what you need for plumbing and hot water."