moved @ emohell

Imagine if Steve knows how to pickpocket, and is actually really good at it - so good that even Natasha hardly notices it. It's a skill he picked up when he was younger and times were rough, and he wasn't particularly proud of it, but sometimes desperate times called for desperate measures.

“Alright, which one of you assholes stole my wallet?”

Tony had his arms crossed over his chest, glaring at the Avengers who were all pulling innocent faces, sitting in the living room, and pretending they weren’t up to no good. Tony wasn’t buying any of it. He lived with heroes and a literal god, one of them had stolen his wallet. His money was on the ex-Soviet (probably literally on her person) Tony decided, glare zeroing in on Natasha. However she had been expecting it, and met his glare with an even gaze.

“Now Thor doesn’t actually need my wallet, and same goes for the Vision. Bruce has his own Stark credit card, and in fact no one here actually needs my money, which means this was just a game. So that leaves you two.” Tony glared at Clint and Natasha, both who smirked at him shaking their heads.

“Ah Tony? I think you’re forgetting someone.”

Whirling around Tony’s jaw dropped, seeing his wallet in the hands of the All-American golden boy, smirking with smug satisfaction as he tossed Tony’s wallet to him.

“I grew up in the Depression, Tony. A fella’s got to eat.”