Steve could cook, he cooked here for them all the time. But when it was just him alone, it seemed so much bother just for one. But with Tony, Gwen and Peter he liked to prepare a meal, have something they could enjoy together. Sometimes he wondered if Simon had followed him down the aisle or seen him here before, or he had before he'd ended up here. There hadn't been much thinking about anyone else since Tony had arrived. He hadn't remembered for one and the man had been so unwell and Steve wanted to just be there, look after him, get him back to full strength.
"Not my thing," Steve agreed with a shrug. He was the stay home with a book sort, not the rub shoulders with so and so sort. "I didn't want to care about someone else just to lose them too," he said after a moment although he knew Tony knew why he was like that.
But with Tony he was already so invested, losing him even before this had caused such unspeakable pain that he'd wanted to be gone along with him. So it couldn't very well be worse.
"He was patient a long time, but he'd lost a husband in The Snap and he wanted that and I wasn't exactly husband material," Steve said with a shrug.