Lullaby
Steve lay on his back, trying to sleep even though Tony had the lamp on. Tony usually doesn't pay attention on nights like these. It was a boring Saturday, to say the least, and Tony had been tapping at his tablet all day. Steve never really knows what it is Tony's working on, though he never bothers to ask.
Steve turned to the side and groaned because he hates how restless he feels.
"Trouble sleeping, Cap?" Asks Tony, still tapping away at his tablet.
"Yes, as a matter of fact, I am. The light bothers me." Steve gives Tony a puppy dog look. Tony sighs, rolls his eyes and turns off both the tablet and the lamp. The only light is the dim glow of the arc reactor in Tony's chest. Tony nuzzles his head in the crook of Steve's neck, sliding an arm around Steve's waist.
"Is that better?" Asks Tony sweetly. Steve sighs and shakes his head, still oddly unsatisfied and turn onto his back. Tony props himself up on an elbow, mindlessly playing with Steve's hair.
"Aaaw, does Steviekins want a lullaby?" Tony's only kidding, but Steve actually takes this into consideration.
"Actually…yes, I do. Sing? Please?" Even in the low lit room, Tony can see that puppy dog face and sighs.
"A grown man should not need a lullaby to go to sleep."
"Tony, I can't go to sleep. Please? You know I love your singing." Tony sighs again. Steve could get Tony to rob a bank with that puppy dog face.
"Goodnight to you all, and sweet by your sleep." Tony sings slowly and gently, still stroking Steve's hair. Steve eyes drift downward as Tony continues. "May silence surround you and slumber be deep." Steve's asleep now, Tony's hand still in his hair. Tony has a weird obsession with Steve's hair. Or just hair in general. When he younger and he had a nightmare, Maria would let him sleep in her bed and his fingers would always be tangled in her long brown hair. His mother used to sing him that song, too. He'd come in all worked up from a nightmare, she'd hold him and shush him and sing him that song. He'd always go right to sleep, dreaming of sweet things wrapped in his mothers arms.
Tony stares at Steve and marvels at how beautiful Steve looks when he sleeps. He knows it's creepy to watch someone sleep, but Steve looks so peaceful and serene, how could one not stare? Tony is still quietly humming the lullaby before he finally hums himself to sleep.
For the first time in years, Tony dreams.
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