Its nights like these, where when she thinks he's asleep, that she lets herself go. She doesn't know why she's crying most of the time, maybe it's just because it's her, but she still cries, until she falls asleep from exhaustion.
Its nights like there, that he realizes how strong she actually is. When he pretends to be asleep and it's then that he see the real Toni, the real Antonia Stark.
Its nights like these that make him remember the softer side of her, the side that was still broken, yet steadily repairing itself. This is the side that causes her to drink, this is her weakest side (according to her), but to him, he's never seen anything more beautiful.
Its nights like these, where right before she falls asleep, he kisses her forehead and tightens his arms around her, reminding her that he will always be there for her.
Its nights like these, where she gives him a tired, yet beautiful smile and calls him a bastard and snuggles deeper into his embrace.
Its nights like these, that they would never give up for the world, where it's just them and the bliss of dreams and unconditional love.
And for broken superheroes like them, they deserve a few nights like these.