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The Avengers had recently installed security cameras throughout the tower. Mostly for safety. Mostly. Tony had insisted on them after one too many things mysteriously went missing around the tower. Nobody really questioned it because, honestly, having cameras around a building full of superheroes wasn’t exactly a bad idea. Nobody had questioned him. They probably should’ve. Because at exactly 11:47 p.m., the elevator camera caught Y/N Stark and Steve Rogers very much not using the elevator for its intended purpose. They were making out. Like, actually making out. Y/N had Steve backed against the wall, one hand tangled in his hair while Steve’s hands rested around her waist. Her hair was already completely messed up, and Steve’s usually annoyingly neat appearance was looking slightly less put-together than usual. Neither of them noticed the little red camera in the corner. Unfortunately for them, the elevator was also headed straight for the common floor. Ding. The doors slid open. Y/N froze. Steve froze. Standing directly outside were Natasha, Clint, Bruce, Thor, Tony, Sam, Bucky and Wanda. Just. Staring. Silence. Absolute fucking silence. Steve immediately stepped away from Y/N, his face going bright red. Bucky slowly raised an eyebrow. Natasha looked between them. Then at Steve. Then back at Y/N. Tony’s eyes narrowed. “…Captain.” Steve cleared his throat. “Tony.” Tony pointed at the elevator. “Is there something you’d like to explain?” Steve glanced around at everyone. Then at Y/N. Then back at Tony. “…No.” Bucky snorted. Steve shot him a look. Bucky immediately looked away, unsuccessfully hiding a smirk. Tony stared at Steve. “Rogers.” Steve sighed. “I can explain.” Tony folded his arms. “Great. Start with why you’re making out with my daughter in an elevator.” Steve opened his mouth. Pause. “…I have no explanation.” Tony nodded slowly. “Thought so.”