#uncle steve

Steve:

Bucky:

Kate:

Bucky: Um…

Kate:

Bucky: …Do you want a beer?

Steve: SHE’S FIFTEEN!!

Family picture with Uncle Steve

From Chapter One of After Everything

Y/N enjoyed spending time with his uncles. Even though technically they weren't his uncles by blood, they were his dad's best friends and he considered them family. He bonded with each of them differently. Archery with uncle Clint. Chemistry and science with uncle Bruce. Slamming coffee cups on the ground with uncle Thor. And workouts with uncle Steve and uncle Bucky. Sometimes together, and sometimes separate.

Today was separate. Y/N and Steve were hitting the sand bags as he watched his super-soldier uncle send a bag off its hinges and hit the wall. They watched it fall with a thud as Steve looked at him and blushed. "I think that's enough for today, don't you think?"

Y/N laughed. "Yeah. Dad will never know who was responsible for this." Steve blushed again.

Another thing about his uncles is that they could shower with their pesudeo-nephew and not make it weird. Nakedness had no effect on him, but he did get embarrassed when his uncle Thor examined his manhood to make sure he was developing right for his epic conquests in the bedroom.

So, to see his uncle Steve all bare and wet was nothing shocking or wonderful, but he was big everywhere. He can understand why uncle Bucky married him. Y/N would have been fine without getting caught in his sexual activities with Peter Parker, but he forgot that the prick bit his ass this morning and the bite marks were still present as Steve looked at his nephew's ass and frowned when he saw the purple marks.

"Y/N? Did someone bite your butt and leave hickey marks?"

He instinctively put a hand to cover his butt cheek, but it was too late. Steve saw. He blushed and opened his mouth to lie, but he was cut off by his uncle's military stare. "The truth, son."

Y/N blushed. "It's from Peter Parker."

Steve blinked. "As in your dad's intern?"

"That's right. And when I told uncle Bucky, he was like–"

"Wait, you told your uncle Bucky, but you didn't tell me?"

"I'm sorry, but I wasn't planning on telling anyone. It just happened. And I was embarrassed to say anything because I despise this guy, and it's like every time we have sex, he makes my heart melt a little bit, and then he goes back to being an ass and then we argue and then it leads to hot, passionate gay sex." Y/N said in one breath.

Steve nods. "Enemies to lovers."

"You're not going to tell my dad, right?"

"No, but you should. You need to be honest with him."

"I will. Just... Not yet. Not until I figure out how I feel about Parker."

"How long has this been going on?"

"About three months."

"Three months?!" Steve's eyes widened.

Y/N nods and blushed hard.

Like, IT, being written mostly on cocaine, is a very different experience than The Institute, which was written mostly sober, and The Shining, written mostly drunk. IT is more stream of consciousness (to its detriment) while The Institute is precise and clearly was edited with a merciless hand. The Shining is the most emotional of the three and the primary emotions are guilt and depression.

The monster in IT is external and demonic, The Ibstitute uses real world government fuckery and a lot of research, while in the shining, the monster is pretty much man vs himself (or his own demons).

I'm sure an addiction counselor could do a lot with those differences.

Grace: To pet all the dogs.

Steve: No, fitness goals.

Grace: To be able to run fast enough to pet all the dogs.

Oh well...I used to read his books when I was a little girl...