For the first time in a long time, Tony has actually managed to sleep through most of the night. At one point he had started to wake up as his emotions were no longer numbing out the pain from his side, and the jolt from it managed to wake him up, but with the glow of the arc reactor he had been able to see Steve. Still asleep, looking so damn perfect that Tony had wanted to stay awake the rest of the night, just...memorizing every detail. Steve has always been a sight to see - he has known that for far longer than he will ever admit - but seeing him in that glow of the arc reactor had been different. It had been something that he still couldn't believe had happened, and god, he just looked so damn beautiful that it felt like his heart would burst.
The sound of his breathing, though, along with that warmth that Steve radiates on a general basis, had managed to lull him back to sleep shortly after. He had felt safe. Happy, even. They're emotions that Tony's not generally used to, and they're emotions that a part of him is scared of feeling because it's yet another way to fall deeper for Steve than what he already does, but it's too late now. He's too far gone.
As he starts waking up shortly after Steve, and he feels the way that Steve is still holding him, worrying about falling too fast and too deep for Steve is the last thing he's thinking about. He's too wrapped up in this warmth, in this happiness to really let it go. Even now, with his mind foggy with sleep, he feels that sense of bliss still running through his veins, and it makes him stretch slowly against Steve as he moves as close as possible to him. He loves this, how their bodies are so entangled together with nothing getting in the way, and he lets out a soft sort of hum as he kisses the edge of his boyfriend's jaw.
"Good morning, gorgeous," he murmurs as he opens his eyes, a lazy sort of smile tugging at his lips. It's lazy, but so damn happy all at the same time.
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The sound of his breathing, though, along with that warmth that Steve radiates on a general basis, had managed to lull him back to sleep shortly after. He had felt safe. Happy, even. They're emotions that Tony's not generally used to, and they're emotions that a part of him is scared of feeling because it's yet another way to fall deeper for Steve than what he already does, but it's too late now. He's too far gone.
As he starts waking up shortly after Steve, and he feels the way that Steve is still holding him, worrying about falling too fast and too deep for Steve is the last thing he's thinking about. He's too wrapped up in this warmth, in this happiness to really let it go. Even now, with his mind foggy with sleep, he feels that sense of bliss still running through his veins, and it makes him stretch slowly against Steve as he moves as close as possible to him. He loves this, how their bodies are so entangled together with nothing getting in the way, and he lets out a soft sort of hum as he kisses the edge of his boyfriend's jaw.
"Good morning, gorgeous," he murmurs as he opens his eyes, a lazy sort of smile tugging at his lips. It's lazy, but so damn happy all at the same time.