Steve found, in the couple short weeks they'd been sleeping together (really sleeping together, not the sex), that he slept best when he was curled around Rogue, usually in just his boxers, so he could press as much skin as possible against hers. He'd rest his head against her shoulder and neck, wrap an arm loose around her waist (never tight, never anything she felt she couldn't get away from, if she needed space), one leg bent to rest just a little over hers. It should have felt smothering, but the feeling of having her right there with him helped Steve relax, and he knew Rogue enjoyed being able to feel skin on hers.

They'd gone out to dinner that night, on what Rogue was jokingly referring to as 'Date Night'; they spent as much time together as they could, but Steve enjoyed going out and doing things every courting couple would, and tonight he'd taken Rogue out, nothing fancy, just to a pizzeria, where they could enjoy some good food, and just joke and flirt and be a regular couple for a few hours. It had been amazing.

They'd gone to bed early, but hadn't gotten to sleep until much later, but as was beginning to be the norm for him, wrapped around Rogue Steve dropped right off to sleep. Things were finally settling into a routine for them, and Steve loved it. Everything was really starting to look up.