nanny diary

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"Why don't you design an artificial intelligence yourself, and you can make him have the British accent you are obsessed with." Steve laughed softly.

"Bingo!" Tony jumped up, turned and pointed at Steve, "I didn't expect you to be smart! This idea is brilliant! I said I would have a nanny with a British accent!"

"Tony, do you like this movie?" Steve couldn't help asking the excited Tony.

"Well, it's okay, I just think the technology part is worth looking forward to, and the rest is fine." Tony stopped bouncing, "Why?"

"Nothing," Steve rubbed his nose and smiled, "it's just the first time I see you so...excited, I feel very...honoured."

Tony put on a posture of preparing for the battle: "Actually, what do you want to say? I lost my composure? You think it's weird?"

"No, no, don't be nervous, I think you're cute, really." Steve couldn't bear it anymore, he opened his arms and pulled Tony into his arms. Sure enough, Tony started to struggle, and Steve patiently Hold him back, "Don't say no to me, I just want you to feel better."

Tony's original struggle was not so firm, but under Steve's insistence, he finally compromised and snuggled quietly into Steve's arms.Steve held him and didn't move, only the light from the freeze frame on the TV surrounded them in the room.Tony was silent for a while, then said softly, "Thank you, Steve."

"You're welcome." Steve thought that their progress was actually quite fast, if he could have been stronger in the first place.

Tony didn't say anything else, he just sank into Steve's arms and slowly closed his eyes.

"It's time for you to sleep." Steve carried Tony back to his room.

"Hey Steve," Tony said, reaching out a hand from under the covers and grabbing Steve's shirt, "Can you tell me a bedtime story?"

"Well, I've never told anyone a bedtime story," Steve confessed.

"I've never heard anyone tell me a bedtime story." Tony held on to Steve's clothes, and the orange light reflected in his big brown eyes, which was warm and made people feel heartbroken. Itchy comfort.

"Well, at least I've heard it," Steve sat down beside Tony's bed. "What do you want to hear?" He looked at the clock. "Your birthday is not over yet, I'll listen to you today."

"I want to hear..." Tony blurted out, "Frankenstein."

"...uh..." Steve felt that he had spoken too early again, and it was obviously not a good idea to listen to Tony all the time, "I'm afraid this is not a suitable bedtime story, or should we change it?"

"But I just want to hear this." Tony insisted, Steve decided to bargain in a different way, he imitated Tony's look, blinked his eyes, although the effect was not so good, but Tony got the trick, "Okay, then don't talk about it The story is over, can you sing me a lullaby?"

"..." Obviously Steve has never sung a lullaby to anyone before, he thought for a while, cleared his throat, and sang in a low voice, "Two tigers, two tigers, run fast, run fast, one No eyes, one without a mouth, it's queer, queer."

"That's not the version I've heard," Tony corrected.

"There are other versions?" Steve was at a loss.

Tony shook his short fingers to beat the rhythm, and sang in a clear child's voice: "Two tigers, two tigers, falling in love, falling in love, both of them are male, both of them are male, how strange, how strange!" strangeness."

Steve froze for a full 30 seconds before saying to Tony, "Okay, it's time for you to sleep."

"You don't like my song?" Tony was downcast and listless.

"How to put it, it's not bad..." Steve thought about how to answer without hurting Tony's heart, it seemed that this was the first time Tony sang to himself, although the content was a little... strange.

But Tony's attention was soon lost on this matter. He rolled his eyes, moved his lips, and looked very embarrassed about what to say. Steve waited patiently, lest he get nervous and didn't look at him. Eyes, until the little guy finally opened his mouth and said softly, "Steve, are you staying here tonight?"

"Hmm..." Steve frowned deliberately and thought for a long time, Tony's uneasy eyes made him quickly give up playing tricks, "Of course, as long as you don't wet the bed."

"Damn! You go back! I'm going to sleep!" Tony turned over angrily and covered his head with a quilt.

Steve smiled and pulled Tony into his arms. Tony didn't resist, but his back was still on him.Steve tucked him in, turned on the light, and asked in the dark, "Tony, have those idiots bothered you lately?"

"No." Tony replied sullenly.

"Really?"

"real."

"Very good, but, you know," Steve patted Tony on the back, "after all, they are your classmates, you should get along with them better."

"Maybe I've played some pranks, but those guys took the initiative to provoke me." Tony's voice was scathing, and Steve could imagine his expression, "And don't you think it's an insult to treat them like a handout? ?”

"Uh..." Steve reflects on his self-righteousness, "I just don't want your life at school to be too difficult."

"I understand." Tony rolled over and pressed his face against Steve's chest.

Steve felt the warmth in his chest and began to fall into a comfortable sleep.He asked in a strange way: "Tony, do you miss your mother?"

"No." Tony replied quickly.

"Why?" Steve was a little surprised.

"Because it's useless, I don't want to get it." Tony's answer was realistic, but also a little cold.

"So..." Steve didn't ask the second half of the sentence: Actually, what you want is your father.

As if he heard Steve's heartfelt voice, Tony replied for him: "It can be regarded as, I miss my dad, especially today is my birthday."

Tony has never been so honest, and Steve is flattered, but also feels a kind of smoldering anger all over his body.

"I'm sleepy." Tony indicated that the conversation could end here.

"Go to sleep, good night." Steve shut his mouth obediently.

Tony didn't even respond, and fell asleep directly.

After waking up, Steve was dazed for a while, and realized that he was about to fall off Tony's bed.Tony was lying in his arms peacefully, his hair scattered on the pillow, ruining his usual person, appearing pure and innocent, making him even more lovable.

Steve smiled involuntarily, kissed Tony on the forehead, and slipped off the bed.

After taking a shower, Steve wrapped himself in a towel and went to the kitchen to make breakfast. He was so focused on his work that he didn't notice the sound behind him.

"Good morning, Steve." Howard greeted politely.

"Oh!" Steve was taken aback and almost knocked over the plate in his hand. He stabilized the plate like acrobatics, and apologized to Howard in a distorted voice, "Mr. Stark! I'm, I'm doing Breakfast, I didn't see you coming in."

"It's okay, in fact, I should apologize to you for scaring you." Howard put down the bag casually, and tidied up his dusty hairstyle a little bit. The morning sun made his smile look very happy, "To be exact, I should Thank you, I don't have many chances to come home and see a hot young man standing in my kitchen making breakfast."

Steve's face was hotter than the fire on the stove: "I just took a shower..." He cursed himself for being so stupid, and couldn't reach out and hug him for acting like a little girl who had disappeared by accident, he turned his head embarrassingly Playing with breakfast, at a loss.Suddenly realizing that his words just now were full of temptation, he turned his head in despair.

"I don't mean anything else, don't be nervous." Howard sat down at the dining table and poured himself a glass of orange juice, "Can I have breakfast? Why isn't the cook here?"

"Of course you can." Steve put the ham and eggs in front of Howard, "It's too early, the cook hasn't woken up yet."

"Well." Howard looked hungry, and during the time Steve slipped back into the room to put on his clothes, he ate a whole ham and omelette, then wiped the corners of his mouth and asked, "So, what's up with Tony?" Sample?"

Steve looked at him, and the way Howard and Tony ate when they were so hungry clearly showed that they were father and son: "Tony is fine."

"How was he doing yesterday?" Howard's voice was a little nervous.

"..." Steve confessed, "I don't know during the day, because I was on vacation, I think he should have been in the basement until 5 o'clock in the evening when I ended my vacation early to see him, he ate and I bought Then I licked the blueberry sundae and watched "Armour and Steel", I was very excited, and kept clamoring that he wanted to transform those robots."

"...Wait a minute," Howard raised his hand to give Steve a pause, "So, yesterday Tony had a good time, kind of, very happy?"

"I think so." Steve nodded.

"Great." Howard let out a long breath. His face was full of shaggy beards. He seemed to have just come out of a cave. Husband, I really don't know what I would do without you..."

"You should still think about what to do now." Steve pointed out bluntly, Howard froze for a moment, and stared at him blankly, "Tony didn't say anything, he thought what he wanted was very clear, he didn't have a mother , but at least he still has a father, and a nanny, male or female, cannot replace his needs.

"I understand