Steve looked up slowly. “Happens when I start having nightmares about the ice,” he said quietly, slowly pulling his hands back. “What are you doing up? It’s late…”
Tony gave a soft smile, leaning to nuzzle Steve. “Well, I woke up and went to pull my husband back against me and he was gone.” he replied. “Coffee or tea?” he asked, kissing Steve’s temple.
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