He yawned again, blinking sleepily before taking the offered towel and wrapping it around his waist. Wandering out of the bathroom, he almost tripped on the edge of the carpeting before righting himself. "The bed of course." He said he padded in the direction of the bedroom. "That's going to be one of the rules: no sex in the cushion fort. We're going to have to clean and air out everything tomorrow." He would do it today, but it's been a long day ending with unplanned-for-but-not-entirely-unwelcome sex.

In the bedroom, he took out an old pair of pyjama bottoms for himself (as with every piece of clothing he currently owns was too big for him but he figured it didn't matter too much if he was sleeping) and eyed Bucky thoughtfully, wondering if his friend will accept even if increasingly Bucky will try to sleep in the nude.