For all that he puts on a callous front and pretends that romance is for schmucks, Tony's a romantic at heart. He fails at it a lot of the time. He puts things together that fall apart or go wrong, that are too extravagant or not extravagant enough, that seem like a good idea to him and are in fact terrible to the one he's trying to win over. But he tries. Sometimes, like with the suit, his success is debatable. Other times, like with space, he thinks he does all right.

Justin, he thinks, is better at it than he is. He has this knack for dropping these touching comments and revelations at the most unexpected of times, and they never fail to take his breath away.

The smile that starts to spread slowly over his mouth is almost shy. Almost wondering. Obviously, blatantly touched.

"Yeah?" He doesn't disbelieve him, he just needs a minute to figure out what to say that isn't utter idiocy. "You know, we could, maybe we could do something about it. Figure out a better way to sleep. I... I think by now, it's pretty obvious how much I like touching you, huh?" Ducking his head, he leaves a kiss on Justin's jaw. "I won't let go of you tonight. I promise."