Sometimes, that Steve grew up in the depression and the fact that he is fundamentally very much a single guy comes to the forefront and goes on display.

Like when what what he grabs to eat is a pack of instant oatmeal - raw - mixed into greek yogurt with peanut butter. In his defense, it's got all the macros, a shit ton of calories, and doesn't actually taste bad. It's just... yeah, strange.

He washes up some himself when he's done, makes sure his trash is handled and by then Clint is settled in bed. This is where he should hesitate, but doesn't let himself. He just crawls in behind Clint. He settles in close by necessity, there's contact, but he really isn't overbearing about it.

It also perceptibly relaxes him. "That wasn't a training session." Which is... at least part of the why of the change. And a damn belated answer.