cazdraws:

When Tony returns, it’s in Steve’s t-shirt and sweatpants that barely cling to his waist. “Do you want coffee? Wait, why am I asking, of course you want coffee — you’re not Bruce, that heathen. Sit down.”

Steve obeys, letting Tony rummage around the kitchen, making their coffees exactly how they’re liked— Tony’s with a hint of fig syrup for want of hazelnut, and Steve’s own with milk and a generous heaping of sugar.

Is he okay? — I missed him — he looks so tired —still beautiful — takes my breath away – Steve bites on the inside of his cheek, trying to stop his thoughts in their tracks. 
–  i have found the one (whom my soul loves)

I had the opportunity to draw for this amazing fic written by @soniclipstick for the SA3 anthology! An amazing story that will give you heartwarming feels for days, you should definitely check out the ao3 link above!!! You won’t regret it. 😉

You can download the full version of the anthology here!