Steve certainly didn't mind being woken when Tony tasted like chocolate and wasn't utterly dead on his feet. Although he liked that too, when he came crawling into bed after a long day (maybe three in a row) already asleep before his head hit the pillow. That was the thing, all of the Tonys were Steve favourite, it was impossible to pick one. Anyway it wasn't like they had anywhere to be in the morning, Steve would get in a run at whatever time felt right, so if there was a little late night interlude it wasn't like there was a schedule that would get messed up.
He laughed, a happy and sleepy noise as he rubbed the scruff of his beard against Tony's neck and dragged up his shirt. The reactor was even more strange now, with all that remembered time, it had just been so long since it had been there. But Steve loved it more than ever, it reminded him of a time before it all, of times they'd shared becoming close friends. It lit the room and Tony's face and Steve tugged his shirt over his head before he looked down at him.
"Aren't you just the ultimate problem solver," Steve said as he stroked his knuckles affectionately along his jaw.