MINORS DNI 18+
making one too many old jokes with STEVE ROGERS because you like the way he goes, “ha-ha,” so wryly, reluctantly following after you when you remarked on his bad back. you accuse him of being a “cradle-robber” for “dating someone my age” and he bows his head, shaking it, with that signature steve smirk… only to eye you through his brows in that cheeky way only he can do. effectively, he paralyzes you with a smolder. “there’s no such thing, you know that, right?” he reasons, striding next to you as you hold onto his finger like you’re making a play at being so much smaller and younger than him - pretending that all you can fit in your grasp is his index. “i’m not actually a hundred years old… if you could be a little more nicer to me about it—“ you can hear the playfulness in his voice n it makes you wedge a fingernail flirtatiously between your teeth. those eyes study you. “oh, you like that.” he damn-near purrs n it sends a hard shiver up your spine. you nod. so he adds, “keep messing with me n see what happens.”
