[Comprehensive British and American] Fulian Hotel

... Captain America stood in front of him, his silver-blue uniform wrapped his handsome muscles, his light golden bangs covered his blue eyes, and the long blade in his hand pierced through Tony's body.

It was exactly the same scene as what he saw in the wizarding world.

Tony could feel the sound of blood spilling from the wound, and the scarlet liquid flowed down the silver blade to the ground.

Slap, click.

Tony opened his eyes suddenly, and the ceiling in front of him showed a pattern of starry sky, with different constellations flashing various lights in the night.

He was on the bed, beside Steve, and Steve's hand was on his waist, this possessive old ice cube, who would not forget to hug him when he fell asleep.

Tony moved his arms lightly, and sat up with his palms on his forehead, his shirt soaked in cold sweat.

"Tony?"

"Toilet, idiot," Tony said.

Captain America grunted unsuspectingly and fell asleep again.

"Jarvis." Tony called out in a low voice, but there was no response, and he didn't seem to care too much. He turned on the light on the bedside table casually, and the dim yellow light enveloped the entire room.

Captain America's room.

It was designed by Tony himself. The whole room presents a quaint, last-century style, simple and tidy, with few high-tech things, replaced by simpler old-fashioned TVs, fans, and even placed on the table. With a radio.

Tony accidentally kicked Steve's easel while walking, oh, art is the biggest hobby of Captain Ice Cube from the last century, a painting album fell out from behind the easel.

It was a sketchbook, and it was all about one person, Iron Man.

In armor, in uniform, asleep, angry, frolicking.

Tony bent his lips, picked up a pencil casually, and added a stupid unicorn on the upper right corner of a certain page of the album. It has pure blue eyes, is covered with soft white fur, and has a unicorn tied on its chest. Big shield, stepping on a small rainbow.

Captain America is like the most beautiful and charming unicorn that Tony has ever seen in his long and icy life, bringing all the colors in his world.

【...Yes, sir. 】His system steward came late, his voice was calm and cold as usual.

Tony paused in his hand, then casually dropped the pencil and pushed away the unfinished painting. He smiled meaninglessly, "Long time no see, Lao Jia."

When Captain America woke up, he was alone in the empty room.