7. Asleep – The Smiths

Steve stands in the doorway of Tony's lab, a soft smile adorning his face as he watches Tony sleeping, slumped over and passed out on his desk. Just hours ago Steve was wondering how long it'd be before Tony's body gave into his body's natural instinct to shut down no matter how hard he fought it.

He takes a moment to notice Tony's appearance; he's wearing a simple black tank top, dark wash jeans and his feet are absent of shoes, which Steve finds oddly attractive. He sort of always felt that way; like when Tony is barefoot he's at his most intimate, vulnerable state. He idly wonders if it's a fetish or a merely innocent feeling and decides it doesn't matter.

With a soft sigh Steve crosses the room, picking Tony up bridal-style and carrying him over to the worn sofa in the corner. He takes a moment to brush his Tony's hair away from his face and kiss his forehead affectionately. In turn, Tony lets out a quiet groan of thanks.