very down.. this prompt! hope you like it! a (kinda) sweet moment between Steve and Tony!
Steve rubbed his eyes tiredly, feeling sand under his eyelids. God, it was one long meeting. And exhausting. Since when he had to fight to voice himself out? Fury didn’t look impressed with him. Or maybe he was, as Steve clearly showed that he won’t be threatened.
Whatever. If he would get a scolding or not later on, didn’t matter. What did matter was that he had a couch in his sight, and he already decided the place where he would nap. Flinging himself over the couch back, Steve landed, heavy and tired, not anything like when he was during mission and always landed on his tiptoes, falling with his all weight–
–straight on top of nothing suspecting Tony.