“Can’t let anyone find out that their fearless leader gets cold like everyone else, huh?” He let’s himself relax a little bit. The touch of another human being was something Curtis hadn’t felt in months. “It’d be some bad PR.”

"It's a survival thing, right?" Feeling like he'd made him uncomfortable, Tony wraps his arms full around him now, "Aren't we supposed to press our bodies together to keep from freezing to death? Yeah, that's one thing I remember." It totally wasn't weird to him as he thought of it. If anything, he was now snuggling against Curtis, since he did in fact cold himself.

{don't science my things}

Steve starts to laugh the moment that Tony says ‘for science’ as his reasoning behind trying to get Steve drunk. “For science, huh? You going to pull out a notebook and write down all the hypothesis and results upon watering a super soldier down with Jack Daniels?” Steve teased. “What is your hypothesis anyhow? What will I do?” 

"Yep, like everything I do; it all leads to science. To be honest, the amount of resistance you have to many things intrigues me. You get hit with a bullet, it's like it never happened within a week. Wilson says that you run faster than a cheetah, and for long periods of time. I really just want to know how much good this serum did to you. From scrawny and complicated to massive and seemingly ageless. How many drinks does it take for Captain America to not feel his own limbs and be a puddle of giggle fits on the floor? My guess is about two and a half bottles will give you a high amount of buzz, but not wasted. But then there's the whole 'breaking the seal' thing and how much your bladder is capable of holding before you have to go.Then there's the type of alcohol: Jack Daniels is pretty hefty in the proof of it, but arguably, we could use something stronger, meaning we'd need less actual liquid. Better for our bladder, but how well would you take the stronger stuff? I personally thing you'd be a happy drunk, but I could be wrong. In any case, it's up to you, since you are the test subject." 

“It’s cold.” Curtis can easily come up with an excuse as to why he wants to get close. “Aren’t you cold?”

Tony shrugs, "It's not a freezer in here, but I could use a sweater." Thinking he should oblige, the engineer wraps his arms around Curtis. It wasn't weird to hug, but as he said, it was indeed different. "Hard to imagine that you'd be cold, though."

"Let me take a look"

"A few cuts and bruises; nothing some whiskey can't take care of."

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{ scheduled maintenance }

"Nice title," Bucky replied, smirking slightly as he stepped after Stark, "You should add bartender, too, so long as you mix my drink well…" Yes, this was easier, finding something they could do that didn’t involve his metal-and-wire insides, nor any sort of pain (hopefully).

They needed this little break, before things got intense again.

"Jimmy? My mother called me that, I think," he continued, thoughtfully, "and… my little sister. She did." He wasn’t entirely sure how he felt about being called that; Natalia called him James, which was fine, and he’d gradually accepted Bucky once more. “Jimmy… You wanna call me that?” A few of the fellas back in the 40s, soldiers, had called him Jim, or introduced him as such to the locals. Those memories were few and far between, but clear enough.

"It all depends on how in-tune your palate is to the drink." The engineer knew his own drink-mixing abilities were good, but even he thought that he could do better. But if was one thing Tony was great at, it was getting a hint that business was meant to be kept away from pleasure. 

No serious talk over drinks. That was most definitely certain.

"It doesn't matter to me. I'll call you whatever you want to be called. All people have preferred names; I just thought I'd ask." To him, being called his actual name made it seem like he was in trouble somehow since he'd gotten used to hearing "Tony" all the time. James was known as Bucky; at least, that's what Steve told him, but there could be many possibilities.

➳  ” Then I don’t believe

it for a second. How easy does that make this? “

   "Extremely difficult; you're probably      going to lose sleep over it. If I were       you, I'd lose the worry fast because        I know it won't get me anywhere."