“It looks good on you”
Rhodey looks up from his textbook when his roommate comes shuffling in, face covered in oil and several cups of coffee balanced in his arms. Tony’s eyes are barely open and Rhodey isn’t even sure if he knows where he is.
“One of those better be for me,” Rhodey says and Tony nods and hands him one of the cups and Rhodey finally gets a look at what Tony is wearing.
“Is that my hoodie?” Rhodey asks recognizing a tear in the cuff.
“Hmmmm,” Tony says blinking and putting down the coffee to try to take it off.
“No, no, keep it it’s fine. It looks good on you. But you need sleep,” Rhodey says and easily lifts the 14 year old up and carries him to his bed.
“Mine?” Tony mumbles burrowing into the stolen item.
“Yeah Tones, it’s yours,” Rhodey says.
“Someday when I’m older you’ll be mine too,” Tony says head leaning against Rhodey’s chest as he lays him in bed.
“Yes, one day Tones. Now get some sleep,” Rhodey says and hides all the coffee in their dorm room. Tony is going to get the recommended eight to ten hours whether he wants to or not.