As soon as he inhaled he felt better, the medicine worked incredibly well in the short term. In the long term he'd need the shot and no one liked having to get a shot. But Steve wouldn't complain, he'd never complain about that.
He didn't want Tony to be sick, but lucky it was sometimes, not all of the time. Steve knew about that. Like in winter everyone lived in fear that he'd get a cold or the flu, that he might not make it through another winter. "Me too, but tomorrow's a new day, right Tony?" He said with a little smile as he breathed in slow and deep.
Tony was amazing and Steve looked at him in awe as he swung his legs again. "Wow," he said on the exhale. Beautiful and a genius. "Have you given me my medicine before?" Steve asked but he was pretty sure that he knew the answer. "Do you know how to be gentle because sometimes they make it hurt."