Latina shewolf asked for an accidental kiss. And aside from redoing that scene from Friends, this popped in my head.

Accidental Kiss

It was a little known fact that Tony Stark without coffee was incapable of dealing with people. As in his brain just didn't compute anything that wasn't his work or any errant thoughts running through it. Anything else was shifted to the side as unimportant or imagined.

The only people who knew this little tic of Tony's were Pepper, Rhodey, and JARVIS. Dummy and his brothers knew as well, but as they shamelessly used Tony without coffee to their advantage, they didn't count.

Tony's little team had no idea what he was like without coffee. Mainly because he had yet to show them and also because he kept himself to his workshop or bedroom during those times. (Not that Tony really had any idea just how bad he was; he generally treated his hazes before coffee as dreams.)

So it was months after the team moved in that they got a taste of Tony before his coffee in the morning firsthand.

Tony had come up from a short power nap in his workshop that hadn't really done much for his weariness. So now he was upstairs in the kitchen, intending on snagging some water before he headed off to bed to get some proper sleep. It was the morning, but he kept weird hours.

Tony hadn't really expected the people in his kitchen, and the entire scene had such an air of surrealism to it that he doubted it was really happening at all. It was just like him to dream of happy team times. (And Steve smiling at him.)

"Morning, Tony," Steve said, still giving him that smile.

Tony didn't say anything, but he did blink at him speculatively. This was definitely a dream.

Because only in a dream would Thor be wearing My Little Pony pajamas. Tony had more pictured him sleeping in the nude.

Also, Steve's friend James seemed less inclined than usual, to murder people, instead conversing with Natasha in quiet tones.

So if this was a dream…

Tony went up to Steve and placed a hand on his shoulder, leaning down to kiss that smile.

Steve made a sort of startled squeak, his lips parting in surprise. Shamelessly taking advantage of the opportunity, Tony got a good taste of how Steve tasted in the morning. Which was surprisingly like pancakes.

Humming happily, Tony drew back and planted one last kiss on Steve's nose.

Then he ruffled that ridiculous blond hair and left, intending on finishing this dream on a good note and not risk it turning into a nightmare.

This was definitely one he'd be trying to remember. His lips were still tingling.