summary: steve needs his own space at night and tony doesn't like that
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Tony was a cuddler. That was no secret. But Steve wasn't. Steve wanted his own space and air at night and in his eyes it really got too hot to cuddle the whole night. This was the only thing that made their relationship kind of difficult.
Tony softly yawned and opened his eyes. The lack of warmth had woken him up.
He looked over and saw that Steve had stopped cuddling him. Tony frowned. Is he kidding?
Tony crawled over to Steve and tapped onto his shoulder.
Nothing. He tapped once again. Again no reaction. The third time Steve shook Tony off and groaned.
"'S so hot go 'way"Steve mumbled and shook Tony off.
Tony sat up and sighed. The blanket was still folded up to his chest.
He looked around in the room. The only entertaining thing he spotted was the small lamp on his nightstand.
He turned it on and then back off. This went on for a few minutes.
On. Off. On. Off. On. Off.
After a few minutes he tapped Steve again. "steve pleaseee"
The blonde sighed and rolled over.
He looked at Tony silently for a moment and took his hand to hold it in his.
"What's wrong?"he asked.
Tony let go of his hand and pouted like a kicked puppy.
Steve frowned. The brunette stretched out his arms and made grabby hands.
"i'm cold"
Steve smiled. This was quite adorable after all. He pulled his shirt over his head and threw it to the side.
Then he shifted closer to Tony and the billionaire literally fell into his arms.
Tony climed on top of his boyfriend so the captain couldn't escape again. He had his legs beside Steve's hips and his arms around his neck.
"Cuddles"he whispered and Steve smiled.
