Steve wasn't one to show off about how he looked. Maybe with what he could do, by mercilessly running laps around Sam or being a smart ass when he could one up a friend in a sparring session. But he was shy about people thinking he was attractive, then again Tony wasn't people and he was darn glad to be back in his new-old-new skin. He'd been thumbing through a book someone had bought back through the door from a museum but he let that fall closed when the handle on their door turned without anyone knocking.
Because there was only one person that would be.
He sat up, running a hand through his hair as he nodded. "Yeah," Steve said as he breathed all the way out nice and quietly. "Everyone get home?" He asked because if Tony was going back out Steve wanted to know now, before he got ahead of himself.