06 - filtered to Tony and Herbert

[greenmoonrising]

[Writing is messy and his responses are slow since he's writing blind.]

Hey if you're not too busy could one of you get my second pair of glasses from on top of my drawers for me?

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He kind of smashed my usual pair last night.

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[greenmoonrising]

I appreciate it. [Sliiiiiiiiiiiiightly leans more against Tony's side, still working on homework.]

[arrogantalloy]

[He glances at the lean but keeps quiet about it.]

You know the best way to appreciate it? Is to actually sleep. Because if I can't get you to do it, then obviously I'm not as good at looking after you as you are looking after me. And, well I don't like that, so sleep.

[greenmoonrising]

[Snorts and shakes his head.]

Just lemme do a couple more subjects and I'll take a nap, okay?

[arrogantalloy]

[Frowns at him.] Bruce.

You do better when rested then tired when it comes to homework. You don't even have to get off the couch, just sleep here.

[greenmoonrising]

[sighs]

I know that but... homework.

[arrogantalloy]

It will be there when you wake up. Now get comfy, or I'll stop eating fruit and vegetables.

[greenmoonrising]

Jerk. [HUFFS and grumbles while putting his things away carefully before hunkering down and leaning more against Tony, blanket slipping from a shoulder as he yawns.]

[arrogantalloy]

[Shifting a little so both he and Bruce are comfortable, Tony watched his bare shoulder, licking his lips.]

Yeah well, I'm a loveable jerk, right?

[greenmoonrising]

[Snorts, yawning more and slowly succumbing to fatigue and nuzzling into Tony's shoulder, blanket slipping more.]

Whatever.

[arrogantalloy]

[He looks at him nuzzling]

No, wait, that's going to get uncomfortable. Here.

[He pushes his shoulder back as he lifts his arm and rests it on the back of the couch.]

It might not be much, but my chest is comfier than my shoulder. Less pointy angles.

[greenmoonrising]

[Blinks blearily and just nods and curls up against his side, cheek against Tony's chest.]

You can shove me off when I'm asleep and go later if you want.

[arrogantalloy]

Not happening. Now sleep.

[Ignoring his better judgement he reaches up and plays with Bruce's hair.]

[greenmoonrising]

[Shivers a bit and makes a soft happy noise, leaning more into Tony]

[arrogantalloy]

[Flushes at the noise, but keeps playing with his hair. Slowly smiling after a while.]

[greenmoonrising]

[Dozes off after a while, curling up comfortably against Tony and tossing an arm over the younger boy's waist.]

[arrogantalloy]

[Pausing, he stares at the arm, Tony lets out a deep sigh.]

Oh boy.

[He goes back to playing with his hair.]

You don't make anything easy for me, know that?

[greenmoonrising]

[Shivers as Tony keeps playing with his hair, curling up more comfortably against Tony and nuzzling his chest.]

[arrogantalloy]

[Swallowing herd, Tony then realising he's alone in here with Bruce, breaks out into the stupidest grin. Because normally it's him snuggling into Bruce like a child. Feeling safe enough, he kisses the top of his head fondly.]

[greenmoonrising]

[Makes a soft noise, lashes flicking against Tony's collar as his eyes start to open.]

Mm...?

[arrogantalloy]

[Tony inhales at the feeling of the eyelashes, going still as he feels him waking up a little.]

You should be sleeping.

[greenmoonrising]

Wasn't I...? [Blinks and yawns, nuzzling collar sleepily.]

[arrogantalloy]

I..Uh...

[Tony would have a reply but the nuzzling is really distracting.]

Uh, Well, not enough.

[greenmoonrising]

Mm... 'kay... [Yawns and slowly dozes off again, nuzzling more at Tony's collar and throat before passing out.]

[arrogantalloy]

[Right now, Tony is SO glad Bruce is asleep again as he's bright red. And his heart is probably beating wildly too. Because oh my god Bruce. Tony's really starting to think he should man up and admit his feelings to Bruce. Then starts to play with his hair again. Because damn it if Bruce doesn't have such amazing hair to play with.]

[greenmoonrising]

[Bruce occasionally makes quiet snuffling and wuffing noises as he sleeps, fingers curled into Tony's shirt and waist. As fingers play in his hair though, he leans into the touch, a soft eager noise slipping past his lips.]