Avengers - Steve & Tony. The Characters do not belong to me, otherwise I could swim in money :D If you find any typos, you can keep them. I did not double-check the drabble.

When he opened the door to Tony's room Steve stood still, astonished. The curtains were lowered and the genius was still in bed, his head barely visible underneath the sheets.

Cap blinked, not really accustomed to such a situation.

Tony - are you not feeling well? , he asked silently.

His answer was a snort.

'Not feeling well! Pah! I am sick! I feel horrible! HORRIBLE! You hear me?'

Silently Cap entered the room, closing the door behind him. At first he wanted to raise the curtains, but a grown from the genius stopped him.

'Light would help you...', he whispered, not daring to speak any louder. Tony just snorted.

'I don't need any help.'

The soldier sighed. For a while he watched the sick patient and a smile graced his lips.

'So you want to me to leave?'

'I didn't say that. Did I?'

Steve could have chuckled - this was somehow too cute. He approached the bed, sat down beside his friend and fellow Avenger. His hands moved through the dark hair before he reached for Tony's forehead.

'You do have a fever.'

'Oh.. REALLY? Stop wasting time with stating the obvious already!'

'Huh.. ? What should I be doing instead?', he asked, tilting his head to one side.

'Nothin'...'

'Come on Tony, tell me!'

He leaned in closer, his nose nearly touching Tony's, his breath warm and soft on the other's cheek.

Iron Man, though, did not bother to answer. He reached out of Cap, got a hold of him and pulled him closer, nearly hugging him in the process.

'Better...', he whispered with a groan and Steve could do nothing else but smile.