steve surprising reader with something for their anniversary but specifically telling her to cover her eyes. idk what it would be, but something about him being so excited to see your reaction and making sure it's not spoiled in any way makes me feel so soft & warm & snuggly lol

You could literally climb through my bedroom window in the middle of the night and it would still not be too late

This is so cute because I feel like Steve would get so excited about milestones, like he’s the type to celebrate a year and a half even though you insist he doesn’t have to.

I think first anniversary, he’s going ALL OUT. Dinner, flowers, jewellery, mind blowing sex (as if it isn’t always).

But I think the longer you’re with each other, the quieter the celebrations become. It’s not that your spark has gone out, it’s just evolved into glowing embers – always there, always warm.

So your 4th anniversary celebrations consist of cooking some slightly over priced steaks together at home. Sharing a fancy bottle of wine and talking about your day – just like you always do.

Once you’ve scraped your plates clean, Steve excitedly rises from the table. “Okay, present time!”

“Steve, we said we weren’t gonna do presents this year,” you say but he’s already rushing off to whatever secret hiding place he had.

“I know, but it’s more of a present for both of us so I thought it it would be okay,” Steve calls back to you with his head stuck in some cupboard in the hallway.

“I swear if it’s a puppy…” you joke (although you wouldn’t be surprised).

“It’s not a puppy. Just close your eyes.”

You hear Steve walking back down the hall towards you and you do as he asks before he rounds into the kitchen.

He wishes you could see the smile that paints his face when he sees you waiting patiently at the kitchen table.

You can hear him shuffle closer and place something down on the table in front of you.

Steve leans down with his hands placed on your shoulders and says, “open”, in to your ear.

In front of you is a thick scrapbook, pieces of paper stick out from the pages and you know exactly what it is – because you know Steve and of course he would do something like this.

You open the book and the first page is a picture of the two of you. It was taken not long after you started dating, you’re at a party, Steve is holding you tight at his side as he presses a kiss to your cheek. Your face is beaming bright with a huge smile that fills your face.

Steve has told you before that it was that night that he knew he loved you. Underneath the picture, Steve has written your names with adorable little hearts scribbled around them.

You silently flick throguh the pages. They’re filled with ticket stubs, from your first date all the way up to the one you saw last week. Polaroids, notes you’ve left about the house for each other, pretty much any innocuous thing related to your relationship is in there.

In your head you picture the image of Steve hunched over the book, sticking these little bits of paper into the book and if makes you chuckle.

“What do you think?” Steve says from behind you. You hadn’t thought about the fact that you hadn’t said a word since you opened your eyes.

“Steve,” you say as you swivel in your chair to face him. “I think this is the sweetest thing anyone has ever done for me.”

Steve lets out a breath you both didn’t realise he was holding and he smiles so wide it scrunches his eyes up. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.”

You stand up and fling your arms around him, squeezing him so tight that it knocks the wind out of him. Not that he really cares. And then you pepper his face with kisses until he’s laughing so hard he has to pull you off him or he thinks he might actually die from how cute you are.

“I can’t believe you kept all this stuff,” you say when you finally stop your loving assault on him.

“Baby, there’s no way I could bring myself to throw out anything even remotely connected to you.”

You smile. “But this one just says ‘we need milk’,” you say pointing to one of the notes in the book.

“No, it says ‘we need milk’ and then you drew a little smiley face, how could I get rid of that little guy.”

“You’re ridiculous,” you tease.

“You love it.”

“Hm, I do.” You press your lips to his and you feel him practically melt against you.

“I love you, baby, so much,” he whispers against your lips.

“I love you too, Steve.”

mhmm. something about steve getting nervous around you even after being together for so long UGHHHH

I may be a pretty shitty boyfriend, but it turns out I’m actually a pretty damn good babysitter.

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