Steve had always just assumed Tony loved Pepper. The way he looked at her, it felt like love and maybe different from the love they shared but all love was different. It seemed inevitable, those two and it was no surprise to see them get married, have a baby, have a life. Steve would never resent him for that, any of them. Just because he'd been too scared, unable to get out of his own way and take a risk on being happy. On being alive.
He slid his fingers into Tony's hair, twisting them in the strands at the back of his neck and holding him there against his neck. "You weren't, you two were best friends, she is so lucky to have you, however long she gets you. We all are," Steve's voice broke again, fresh tears now as he pressed his face to Tony's shoulder.
Looking back Morgan might miss her dad, but she'd never for a moment feel like he hadn't loved her. It wouldn't be enough, Steve knew that having lost his own parents but it was something. "Having a family looked good on you," Steve told him softly, pulling back to see him, needing to see him. It was all a mess, Steve had known it would end bloody but he'd just been sure it would be him. Not Natasha and Tony, the two most important people to him. "I ran a support group, for years, for people who lost people," Steve said.