Steve turned and elbowed him again, laughing once more and poking at him. “I can give you a much more horrible fate. Suck it up big boy.” He chuckled softly, shaking his head and turning his attention back to the movie. He did want to try and at least watch most of it.
Boss bit his lip at the thought of a different fate and held in his laughter. “Sorry… Yes, sir.” Being mindful of Steve, Boss moved to lie down on the bed, holding him close in a spoon-formation. His eyes were now focused on the movie, surprisingly, and not Steve.
Enjoying the new position greatly, Steve smiled and relaxed into it. The movie was nearly over, and and Steve was content with the silence between the both of them as they focused on the movie.
The desire to sleep had begun to overwhelm him. He had fought it off long enough in hopes that the caffeine from the soda would kick in but, alas, it had failed him. As the credits began to roll on the movie, Boss’ arms tightened around Steve as he drifted to sleep in his bed with the only light in the room coming from the monitor.