That was the opposite of a problem. His fingers actually stroked the stubble slowly as he cupped Steve's face, shifting slightly so he could press his lips to Steve's in a warm, slow kiss, sighing as he broke away, nuzzling against Steve's nose, then his jaw.

"Mm," he hummed. Close enough to a 'yes'. He was smiling sleepily as he pulled away, eyes flicking up to meet Steve's. "What about that shower, still up for it?"