[ Steve thinks he might enjoy this more sober, but he does love loving, rambling Tony. He's so sweet, and he always says the sweetest things. But he's sure he does much the same, since when he's drunk all he can seem to think about is Tony and how much he loves Tony and that he's floored, still, after all this time, that they get to be together. Tony wants him. Tony loves him.

And then Steve is laughing too, laughing at how cute Tony is, laughing that their lives for the moment are so, so good. ]

You can sleep, Tony. I'll be here in the morning. And any morning after that, 'slong as you want me to be. 'Cause I love you.

[ Which okay, is not a promise he should be making because they're them and that means that they'll have plenty of days where they won't get to spend it together. There will be so many calls from different timezones, between battles and company things, missions and corporations and conferences, that'll get between them.

But it's a nice thought. And Steve, moreso when drunk, has his ideals and his optimism in boundless amounts. ]

My favorite human in the whole universe.

[ He says this, followed by a yawn. Okay. He might also be succumbing to sleep. ]