#ceruleangenius

"I.. I'm sorry." He stammers, trying to wipe away at the tears that just seem to keep coming no matter what he does in an attempt to staunch them. "I hoped the TV would drown it all out. I'm fine. It's o-okay, Tony. D-don't worry."

"Yeah, I was -- “ Whatever Steve was about to say was cut off by a large dog coming at him. He stood still, eyes wide with interest, and looked down. His hands hovered at his sides, unsure if he was allowed to pet. “Yeah,” he murmured. “I got stopped by some Girl Scouts about a block away. I’m pretty sure they weren’t going to let me go until I bought something, so... “ He nodded toward the box, in lieu of a gesture. The cookies were all but forgotten, though. “I like your dog.”

{Text} I guess I am. You’re not really giving me a choice. {Text} First, are we going somewhere fancy because I’ll need to change.

{Text} Ah, my lover. {Text} I’m waiting for you upstairs.

Huffing out a breath of frustration, uncaring of the looks he is getting from passers-by he stalks off, nearly running into someone as he rounds the corner.

"Blue," the android smiles softly at his lover, leaning forwards and pressing a trail of kisses along the edge of the man's jaw. "You do not need to be so hard on yourself," a hand strokes over his neck in comfort. "Take a few moments to relax, love."