“Alright, gimme a minute, just gonna change into something more comfortable,” Tony agreed, kissing Steve’s cheek before heading on upstairs to change. He returned a couple of minutes later wearing sweats…and one of Steve’s Christmas sweaters. “So what’s the plan? Hot chocolate and bad Christmas movies?” He asked, rolling the sleeves up so they wouldn’t hide his hands.
Though he’d been wrapped up in a warm jacket all day, underneath he’d been wearing a Christmas themed sweater of his own. When he turned from working on the hot chocolate to see Tony, his surprise quickly melted into an affectionate amusement. “Did you get that out of my closet?” he asked, though the length of those sleeves told him the answer. “Yeah, that sounds like a plan. But not necessarily bad ones, I’ve heard a lot of talk about that Christmas Story one.”
