Posted this and my other fic, Sugar, Spice, and Everything Nice, to my Tumblr, which is the same as my FF account. endless-twisted-lullabies. Check it out if you want. I regularly reblog Avengers stuff, take prompts, and generally spend my time writing more stories to post. Anyway, on with the story.

Disclaimer: I don't own Avengers, Steve Rogers, Tony Stark, Iron Man, Captain America, or SHIELD, sadly. So much Stony if I did.


Steve woke up wrapped around the warm body of his husband, Tony. He yawned and lifted his head up, big blue eyes blearily surveying the room as if to judge what time it was. Warm sun streamed in through the windows and pooled on the floor and the sheets, leading the good Captain to believe it must've been morning. Early morning, probably.

He yawned again, much more lazily this time, as his foggy brain slowly began to clear. What day was it? Thursday, maybe? Man, if it was, he would be really happy, because Thursday was set to be the team's first day off after a flurry of missions, meetings, and training, all crammed into two months of nonstop work.

If it was Thursday, then that meant it's one of those kinds of days. The ones where he's allowed to turn over and go back to bed, where it's okay for it to be just them, just Steve and Tony, all day. No Captain America or Iron Man or Avengers or SHIELD, just Steve Rogers and Tony Stark, husbands, lovers, best friends.

Steve tightened his arms around Tony then, kissing the other's forehead and burying back into the soft pillows happily. Oh yeah, lazy days like these were definitely his favorite.


Hope you liked. R&R?