Tony & Steve's apartment in the Stark Tiny Tower, Wednesday mid-morning

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Steve and Tony had returned from Steve's dimension at an ungodly time that morning and had almost immediately collapsed into bed. (Patriot had been ecstatic to see them home and so Steve'd had to take him for a long walk to get those wiggles out. At three in the morning. Patriot owed him. So did Tony.) Steve had, for once, forgone his pre-dawn run and was still in bed as the clock's numbers read 10:00.

He finally opened his eyes with a tiny groan. His stomach let out a much less tiny rumble in reply. Time to get up.

[OOC: For the husband!]

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[imafuturist]

"Too early," Tony said, clinging like a mature, responsible adult.

Would he have said that if he knew the time? Probably.

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"We've been asleep for hours," Steve said with a smile, getting out of bed. "I'll start coffee."

[imafuturist]

Tony made another unhappy noise before letting go of him. "Order in?"

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Steve kissed him between the eyes. "Sure. Breakfast foods?"

[imafuturist]

"Yes," Tony agreed either a big yawn. "I'll be right behind you."

[heroic_jawline]

Steve laughed. "No need, I'll bring it up. It's been a long week."

[imafuturist]

"For you especially," Tony replied, slumping back against the bed. "You'll come back and we can stay in for the day, right?"

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Steve nodded. "We need some time to regroup."

[imafuturist]

"Decompress," Tony agreed.

That had been... something. A lot of something.

[heroic_jawline]

"Not watch alien movies for a while," Steve sighed.

[imafuturist]

"No," Tony agreed. "Maybe we watch some of that baking show."

Where they could pretend to know the proper way to beat a meringue.

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"That sounds swell," Steve agreed, leaning in for another, longer kiss. "I'll be back."

[imafuturist]

"Put chocolate in your coffee," Tony murmured into that kiss. Because he knew Steve needed the comfort of something like that.

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"I love you," Steve murmured back. His coffee would be entirely hot chocolate.

[imafuturist]

"Love you too, sweetheart."

Sometimes you needed comfort food! And coffee.

[heroic_jawline]

Steve kissed him one more time before pulling away. "I know you do. I won't be far."

[imafuturist]

"I'll try to keep the dog distracted." He would not succeed. Because Steve would be near where the food was.

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Steve grinned. "I appreciate that. JARVIS, can you put in the breakfast order, please? Double the potatoes."

Everything could be fixed with enough chocolate and potatoes. It was a very Irish solution.

[imafuturist]

"Of course, Captain."

"I'll get more blankets and turn the AC to cooler so we can be under them," Tony offered.

And not sweat miserably.

[heroic_jawline]

"I'll be back with coffee and breakfast," Steve promised with a smile. "Give me fifteen minutes."

[imafuturist]

"Deal," Tony said, stretching out one more time. He'd only fall back asleep once one some nice, clean blankets. Not covered in dog hair yet.

[heroic_jawline]

It was closer to twenty minutes when Steve returned with food, coffee, and a corgi dancing around his legs in a vain hope to make Steve trip and rain breakfast food onto Patriot's head.

"Tony?"

[imafuturist]

Patty was living his best liiiiife.

"'m awake."

[heroic_jawline]

"I can tell," Steve teased softly, setting the coffee cup on the table near Tony's head.

[imafuturist]

"Got the blankets," Tony said, stirring at the smell of coffee. Nectar of the gods.