I may do this every day. We'll see how it goes.
So I'm doing mini_nanowrimo again this year! Tonight, I broke my months-long writing fast by writing a Steve/Tony drabble instead of the J2 exchange fic I'm supposed to be starting writing. Epic fail. But I made word count, and 
tsukinofaerii thinks I should post this, so here you go. \o/
Sleeping Together, Steve/Tony, PG, 100 words
Tony's not used to sharing a bed with anyone. It's all great right after sex, when he's too comfortable to kick whoever it is out-especially when there's a prospect of morning sex-but going to sleep with someone and waking up with them on purpose? Especially with things like morning breath to factor in? Doesn't happen. Steve's insistent, though, so Tony drags himself away from his work when he remembers¸ and he lets Steve rearrange his limbs and tries to quiet his mind enough to match the steady rhythm of Steve's heart. He could possibly get used to this.
And done. *runs away*
tsukinofaerii thinks I should post this, so here you go. \o/
Sleeping Together, Steve/Tony, PG, 100 words
Tony's not used to sharing a bed with anyone. It's all great right after sex, when he's too comfortable to kick whoever it is out-especially when there's a prospect of morning sex-but going to sleep with someone and waking up with them on purpose? Especially with things like morning breath to factor in? Doesn't happen. Steve's insistent, though, so Tony drags himself away from his work when he remembers¸ and he lets Steve rearrange his limbs and tries to quiet his mind enough to match the steady rhythm of Steve's heart. He could possibly get used to this.
And done. *runs away*