Tony awoke to the sound of Peter crying.
"Steve...Steve...Steeeeve!" Tony cried rolling over in bed to hit Steve but his side of the bed was empty and cold. Groaning Tony got up and put on his boxers before walking to his sons room across the hall.
"Hey little guy, shhh, I have no idea what I'm doing..." Picking up the 1 month old baby and rocking him in his arms. Peter hadn't been living with them long and Steve had done most of stuff for the small boy. "Jarvis, where's Steve?"
"He is currently on the couch sir."
"What the hell, oh sorry kid." Grabbing a bottle Tony laid his son down and propped the bottle up so Peter could eat. "Sorry Petty but I gotta to see what your papa is doing sleeping on the couch." Tony kissed Peter on his cheek before heading upstairs to find his husband.
"No..Tony...Noooo."
"Steve what the hell are you doing out here?" Even in the dim light Tony could see Steve tossing and turning on the couch that was obviously to small for him. His hair was all over the place and the blanket he had been using was twisted around his legs.
"Steve...Steve baby...wake up." Kneeling beside him Tony pushed Steve's hair out of his face and kissed him on the forehead. "Please Steve wake up."
"Sir I wouldn't recommend watching him."
"I don't care what you recommend Jarvis. Steve...STEVE!" Tony shouted grabbing Steve's shoulders giving him a shake.
Steve woke with a start throwing his arms out in defense.
"Ouch! What the f***!"
"Tony? What's going on?"
"I told you not to wake him sir. You aren't suppose to wake people who are having night terrors."
"Shut up Jarvis"
"Yes sir."
"Tony what are you doing up?"
"Peter woke up crying and you weren't in bed. What are you doing sleeping on the couch?"
Steve looked away rubbing his neck. "I couldn't fall asleep and I didn't want to keep you up so I came up here."
"Don't lie to me." Forcing Steve to look at him Tony could see the tears in his eyes. "Baby whats wrong?"
"It was just so real. So real." Steve whispered shaking his head.
"The dream?"
"Yeah..."
"What happened in your dream."
"You...you died." Steve said whipping the tears that escaped his eyes. He didn't want to show weakness, he wanted to be strong, but the thought of losing Tony was just to much.
"Hey...hey I'm not going anywhere." Tony wrapped his arms around his husband. Steve had had nightmares before but nothing like this. Steve would wake up and pull Tony closer to him and go back to sleep, this on was different. "I'm almost indestructible."
Steve gripped Tony for dear life trying get the images out of his head. Nightmare were something he dealt with from time to time but this one shock him to his core. He couldn't lose anyone else.
"Come one lets go to bed." Tony said grabbing Steve's hand, leading him back to bed. "Next time you have a nightmare wake me up okay?"
"Tony I don't want..."
"I don't care what you want, when I wake up and you're not in bed with my I freak out a bit. So next time you have a nightmare wake me up."
Steve smiled and kissed his husband. "Okay, next time I have a nightmare you'll be the first to know."
"Good."
Just another drabble. I hope you like it.