Tony does not...Cuddle.

It's not like he doesn't enjoy them. He loves curling up on a cold day, maybe with a glass of wine and a nice fire.

It's more so that he doesn't have time.

Which is why his fiancé is making him have time.

You're dragging him upstairs from the lab, rambling about how you've 'set things up'.

Whatever that means.

He huffs, but doesn't protest.

Too much.

"What exactly are we doing, sweetheart?"

"Stuff."

You grin.

You're being a little vague.

You bring him to the living room, where you've set up a movie night; complete with wine, blankets, a charcuterie board, and a shit ton of snack cakes and chips.

Someone has been planning.

When Tony sees what you've set up, he can't help but be a bit surprised.

"Wow. You really went all out for this."

He's touched.