[ Once his lips are tingling with the threat of going numb, he looks up at Eddie (sighing happily, entirely content with his arms wound around him) and arches a curious brow.
Oh, pigeons.
Steve's laugh is a startled bark, dropping his forehead to Eddie's chest. Don't mind him pretending he isn't easy for Eddie Munson and was surprised with birds. ]
Yeah, sure. We can head out to the parking lot I did some training in, if you like.
[ But first! One last hug with his face burying in the curve of Eddie's neck and Steve's hands roaming under his shirt, spreading up his back. Cosy and happy.
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Date: 2022-08-01 06:10 am (UTC)Oh, pigeons.
Steve's laugh is a startled bark, dropping his forehead to Eddie's chest. Don't mind him pretending he isn't easy for Eddie Munson and was surprised with birds. ]
Yeah, sure. We can head out to the parking lot I did some training in, if you like.
[ But first! One last hug with his face burying in the curve of Eddie's neck and Steve's hands roaming under his shirt, spreading up his back. Cosy and happy.
Muffled, he nods. ]
Off you hop, then.