Once off the couch, he let Tony help him back to their bedroom and he sat on the edge of the bed. He settled into bed, curling beneath the sheet and blanket, watching Tony get changed and wiating for his husband to come to bed once he’d done so.
Tony walked over and curled in bed next to Steve, pressing himself close and tucking his head under his husband’s. “Get some sleep, baby. I’ll get up and make breakfast for us in the morning, but you need rest.” he urged, reaching up to pet his fingers through blonde hair. “I promise I’ll make all your favorites if you sleep.”
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