Steve was trying to be more open with Tony, to put himself out there because of all the times he hadn't and they'd suffered because of it. He didn't want to get in his own way anymore. It wasn't always easy, but it was always worth it. Talking about how he felt with Simon just hadn't been possible, because he'd felt utterly tied to someone that wasn't him. Now that person lay beside him, beautiful and gentle and his.
He huffed out a laugh, giving a tiny shrug of his shoulders. "I mean you did die to get them their partner back, I think he owes you," Steve reminded him quietly. Somewhere out there in the time Steve remembered the man he'd dated would be back in the arms of the person he loved and he hadn't really thought about it like that before that moment.
Maybe he'd been right to protect himself, because he'd have lost Simon and Tony in the end anyway. It wasn't a nice thought and he felt the muscle in his jaw twitch. Steve rolled onto his back, sliding his hands behind his head as he looked up at the ceiling lit by the blue of Tony's reactor.