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The sounds of squeals and laughter pulled Steve from his sleep. He frowned and wiggled his nose slightly without opening his eyes. It wasn’t often Steve wasn’t the first one up and it was even rarer that the Tower wasn’t still quiet as he made his way to Sam’s room in the early hours to collect him for their daily run. Which was the reason Steve needed a second to determine if he was awake or still dreaming.
As he slowly began recognizing the voices of Sam, Bucky, Wanda and Y/N outside his door, Steve sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. He yawned as he listened trying to figure out what the hell was going on out in the hallway but he couldn’t. Not without leaving the warmth of his bed.
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