Moving Day
Steve had been quite surprised when Mr. and Mrs. Stark had revealed their wedding present to him and Anya.  A condo in NYC.  A home.  Much better than his room at Avengers Mansion or hers at the T-Bolt firehouse or anywhere else for that matter.

It did, however, come with a lot of moving in.  And would eventually require lots of furniture shopping, during which he'd pretend to be able to tell whether the couch matched the walls (when he couldn't even remember what color the walls were) or pretend that he knew whether or not the painting would look good on the wall.

Right now, however, moving in required lots and lots of boxes.

"Hey, lemme take that," he tried to tell Anya.