With a soft groan, Tony's eyes open, and he shifts under the duvet, trying to get a little more comfortable, as he debates whether or not he wanted to get up at the early hour. Pushing himself up and onto his elbows, Tony's hazel eyes darting around the room, mostly out of habit, he sees the first streams of sunlight entering his room, giving him enough light to see the room.
Tony's eyes come to rest on the figure on his bed. His partner was laying, still asleep, beside him, not quite touching him, but close enough that he barely had to reach out to touch you. A small yet pleased smile appears on his lips as he watches your chest move as you breathed. Reaching out, Tony gently brushes the tips of his fingers over your cheek, before using his fingers to brush some hair from your face, smiling when he saw that you were still peacefully sleeping, and how you turned to lean into his warmth.
Deciding there was nothing of importance that needed his attention, the billionaire laid back down beside you, gently wrapping his arm around your waist, laying closer to your slumbering form. After a few minutes of simply watching you sleep, Tony's eyes close and he soon falls back asleep.