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Could you do one where one comforts the other after a serious nightamre or something similar? - WingsInTheSky
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Yawning, Steve rumpled his messy hair through his fingers and sat up in bed, stretching his arms out so that they nearly touched each side of the king bed he was currently occupying. The right side of the bed was cold and un-rumpled clearly not slept and Steve sighed and dragged his hand down his face.
"How many hours has it been now JARVIS?" Steve asked as he hopped out of bed and shrugged on a pair of sweatpants.
"Only about 72 hours," The cool voice of the AI replied to him. "I have been monitoring his vitals and I can assure you that Sir is fine."
This didn't reassure Steve that much but he nodded with thanks and walked over to the bathroom before sticking his head around the doorframe. "When something is wrong with his vitals can I be the first to know?" Steve asked.
"Of course Captain, you're his emergency contact anyway."
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The sweet smell of apples filled the bathroom as Steve lathered up the shower gel and soaped up his body taking special care not to disturb some of the deeper cuts that littered his body from sparring with Natasha yesterday. Breathing in deeply he smiled to himself before stepping out the shower and roughly towel-drying himself and shrugged on a loose pair of sweats.
Grumbling good naturedly to himself he hung up the towel and made his way down to the communal kitchen, smiling as the sound of chatter got louder and the smell of toast got stronger.
As he entered the room he was greeted by Bruce and Phil eating a stack of pancakes on the kitchen island as Clint stood shirtless in front of the hob flipping the batter and placing them on two plates.
"Morning Cap!" Clint winked looking up and down Steve's shirtless chest a few times. "Damn you clean up good," Clint whistled appreciatively and Steve blushed. Phil sighed and whacked Clint on the back of the head as he passed to place his plate in the sink and went to walk away but Clint snagged his wrist and tugged him gently into his arms.
"Its a shame I'm taken, but Phil is just as good as you." Clint backtracked fiercely and Phil chuckled before pressing a small kiss to Clint's temple and the two of them walked up the stairs talking softly to one another.
Steve picked up the two plates of pancakes and piled them high with fruit, maple syrup and as after thought added a squirt of whipped cream to each. Putting them on a tray he walked down the stairs to where Tony's lab was and entered his code. The door flashed green and slid open smoothly and thudding music greeted him.
"JARVIS turn it down please?" he asked as he walked over the corner of the lab where a sofa and coffee table were placed for when he came down to the lab. Placing the pancakes down on the table he turned around to where Tony was sat happily humming to himself wearing some ear defenders he'd obviously forgotten to take off during the night. Smiling lovingly Steve crossed the lab and made sure that Tony wasn't doing anything dangerous and wrapped his arms around his lovers waist and tugged him close, burying his face in Tony's neck and smirking as Tony jumped.
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