Suits

"Take that off." Steve looked up as Tony entered, laying down the novel he was reading.

"Oh, hey Amber Waves." Tony let his suit recede, settling into the cuffs on his wrist. "Didn't think you'd still be up."

"Thought you might need help."

"Nah." Tony slumped down on the couch - the opposite end, not next to him. "Nothing I couldn't handle."

Steve nodded. "So, take it off."

"'Scuse me?"

"The suit." He waved at his face. "The mask."

"I'm not wearing..."

"Yeah, you are. You're still Tony Stark."

Tony frowned. Then, slowly, he took it off.

"That's better." Steve smiled.