It was an automatic and immediate reaction to curl up beside Steve, slipping her right arm over his torso to hold on to him like a giant teddy bear. Her cheek was pressed against his warm skin and as her muscles began to completely relax, exhaustion crept in quickly.

"Happy birthday, Steve," she murmured, followed a mere second later by a big jaw-cracking yawn. She wasn't going to make it more than two minutes at this rate.