Tony must have been more frayed than he had realized if Steve thought he had to hold his hand, and he tried to carefully tuck away those edges to reassure Steve that he definitely could find his way to a real bed and wasn't going to stay in the shop. "Winghead, if you came all the way down here just to take me to bed, you should have led with that. Maybe lit a candle or two," he said, voice honey but chin lifted like it was a jab to make Steve flinch back. "I'll let you know if I get lost, you'll be the first person I call."
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