[Nightlight]

[seeagreatergood]

Another day, another dollar, another drug lord deposed as he got off the boat from Central America. As ops go, this one went about as smoothly as you could ask for: sure, the boat was an hour and a half late, and sure there were some shots fired, but nobody died.

Auggie finally gets off work around nine -- practically early -- and heads down to the locker room to shower the stress away.

And gets the bar, instead.

Well, a beer is almost as good as a shower. He sweeps his laser cane over the floor once to check for waitrats, then heads towards the counter to order a drink.

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[toblameforit]

"...yeah," Tony sighs, "I know. And that is one of the many reasons why I love you."

[seeagreatergood]

"Yeah. I'm sorry."

[toblameforit]

"Apology accepted," he murmurs, squeezing Auggie's arm. "And I still love you."

[seeagreatergood]

He quirks a smile, because he's expected to.

"Thanks."

[toblameforit]

"You still wanna come upstairs? 'Cause I really wanna snuggle you right now."

[seeagreatergood]

His smile strengthens somewhat.

"Yeah."

[toblameforit]

"Okay," Tony says happily, and leads Auggie up to his room.

[seeagreatergood]

Once they're out of the main bar and up the stairs, Auggie relaxes a little.

[toblameforit]

Tony is entirely comfortable walking as close to Auggie as he usually does.

When they're standing in his suite and the door is firmly shut behind them, he gives Auggie a hug.

[seeagreatergood]

Auggie technically only has one hand free, with his whiskey in the other, but his hug in return is no less warm for that. He presses a kiss to Tony's hairline.

[toblameforit]

"Love you," he murmurs, nestling his head on Auggie's shoulder.

[seeagreatergood]

"You too," soft.

[toblameforit]

He smiles and lets out a happy sigh.

"Bed or couch? I vote bed."

[seeagreatergood]

"Bed sounds fine," he agrees, kissing Tony's hair again.

[toblameforit]

"'kay."

He detaches just enough to lead Auggie there.

[seeagreatergood]

Auggie disposes of his whiskey on a side table when they get to the bedroom, kicks off his shoes, and climbs onto the bed with his arms open.

[toblameforit]

Tony likewise gets rid of his shoes, crawls onto the bed, and curls up happily in Auggie's arms.

Cuddles don't actually fix anything, but for a little while they let him be nothing but okay.

[seeagreatergood]

Quiet: "How're you doing?"

[toblameforit]

"I'm good," he says contentedly. "How 'bout you?"

[seeagreatergood]

"Better now."

[toblameforit]

"Awesome."

[seeagreatergood]

Auggie hugs him a little closer for a moment.

He doesn't want to be that guy. He won't be that guy. And it worries him that he could let something that guy-ish slip out.

[toblameforit]

"Love you," Tony adds, pillowing his head on Auggie's shoulder.

[seeagreatergood]

"You, too."

He kisses Tony's forehead.

"Thanks for calling me on being a jerk."

[toblameforit]

He laughs. "Hey, no problem. Anytime."