The first thing Steve noticed when he walked into the living area the next morning was that the TV was still on. When he went to turn it off he found Thor and Nina curled up together on the couch. At some point during the night they had re-situated themselves. Thor was propped up against the arm of the couch, one foot still on the floor while the other was stretched across the couch. Nina was lying on her stomach between his legs, one arm dangling off the edge while the other looked rather uncomfortably wedged between Thor's side and the couch. Her head was resting on his lower stomach and he had one arm draped across her back.
Suddenly feeling both awkward and angry, Steve was unsure of how to approach the situation. He pressed the power button on the TV and shook Thor's shoulder. He awoke immediately, blinking sleepily into the dimly lit room.
"Steve," He took notice of his friend. "Is it morning?" As far as he could see, it was still very much dark outside.
"Yes," Steve crossed his arms, looking down disapprovingly at this far too relaxed companion.
Thor stretched, rubbing Nina's back in the process. She stirred, lifting her arm from it's dangling position and rubbing her eyes but not opening them. She stretched slightly, nuzzling into Thor's stomach and draping her arms above her head, over his abdomen. The position stretched the muscles along her ribs so pleasantly she wouldn't have dreamed of moving.
"Do you always wake up so early?" Thor asked nonchalantly. He settled in, repositioning himself slightly and running his fingers through Nina's hair.
"I see you sorted out your sleeping arrangements," Steve changed the subject and Thor finally realized he was angry. He chuckled slightly and fixed him with an amused stare.
"I think it turned out well. Neither of us is complaining," Nina shifted again, fingers flexing. In her sleep she let out long, drawn out sigh.
"This isn't what I had in mind," Steve continued.
"Then perhaps Olivia was right. Would you have been happier if she spent he night with you?" The God of Thunder asked smugly.
"It isn't about that," Steve hissed.
Just then, Nina raised her head, rubbing the sleep from her eyes as she tried to remember where she was. Despite being half asleep she read the scene pretty quickly and pushed herself up onto her knees.
"Good morning," She said through a yawn.
"Good morning," Thor smiled warmly at her. "How did you sleep?" Nina fell back against the opposite arm of the couch, simply too tired to keep herself upright.
"Good," She murmured.
"You have an hour before you need to be up. Go to bed," Steve told her, jerking his head in the direction of the door. She didn't hesitate to go now. Thor stood and began following after her until he was stopped by Steve grabbing him by the arm.
"Don't," He said firmly.
"Why? Am I not allowed another hour of rest as well?" Steve struggled to come up with an answer he felt was suitable. He didn't like the idea of co-workers sleeping together and he didn't mean sleeping. He knew very well that it would back fire and the entire team would feel the recoil. Besides, Nina was having a hard enough time keeping herself together. Everything in her life was moving fast and Steve didn't think this was something she needed.
"She's just started training. She doesn't need any distractions," He finally said. While it was true, it was a feeble excuse.
"I will not distract her for long," Thor assure him before leaving Steve alone and irritated.