“I can do what I want. It’s my floor,” Tony groused but didn’t really mean it. He wasn’t going to stay hidden in his palace, not when Bucky was roaming beneath him somewhere. He would just have to make more strategic appearances if that combative blond was going to be there too.

Tony didn’t want to give anyone a bloody nose but he felt like Steve Rogers’ nose was sort of a magnet for fists. He was just that infuriating. Bucky probably had to spend their entire youth trying to keep the kid out of danger.

He would have to ask about it sometime.

You know. When he decided to care.

Tony tilted his head back against Bucky’s shoulder, lightly flexing his foot at the ankle over the armrest. “And I need peace and quiet. I’m working on my next breakthrough.”