Steve pursed his lips at that mischievous little kiss, but he couldn't quite stop the smile from spreading over his face, either. He heaved a sigh that was far too love-struck and not nearly exasperated enough at Rogue's antics, before grabbing his suit jacket and following after her. "Minx," he muttered under his breath.
He and Rogue were the last to arrive, and although that wasn't precisely what Steve had meant to happen, it was nice having everyone already there to see them show up together. He was a little perturbed and a lot exasperated when Natasha had zoomed over at once to steal Rogue's attention, once introductions were out of the way, leaving Steve to fend off manly back pats from Tony. Thankfully, Pepper distracted him and Steve was able to move away, getting a drink and mingling with his friends more sociably.
He kept an eye on Rogue throughout the night - how could he not just watch her, of course, but also watching for any sort of social fatigue. They drifted together and then parted throughout the night, drawn into different conversations, but always gravitating back to each other. It was... nice. Pleasant. Comfortable. It was everything Steve wanted, and he still couldn't believe he had it.
The party drew to a natural close around midnight, and as they left the tower, small flurries of snow were indeed swirling around. Steve had mixed feelings about snow, but right now it was perfect, adding a dreamlike quality to the streets, and the night in general.
They'd taken a taxi to the party, so went home the same way, and it was almost 1 am before they arrived back. Not having to worry about looking at all presentable now, Steve shook his head once they were back in the apartment, before scrubbing at his hair to get rid of the rapidly melting snow. It was pretty while it was outside, but he really didn't like the cold, now.
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He and Rogue were the last to arrive, and although that wasn't precisely what Steve had meant to happen, it was nice having everyone already there to see them show up together. He was a little perturbed and a lot exasperated when Natasha had zoomed over at once to steal Rogue's attention, once introductions were out of the way, leaving Steve to fend off manly back pats from Tony. Thankfully, Pepper distracted him and Steve was able to move away, getting a drink and mingling with his friends more sociably.
He kept an eye on Rogue throughout the night - how could he not just watch her, of course, but also watching for any sort of social fatigue. They drifted together and then parted throughout the night, drawn into different conversations, but always gravitating back to each other. It was... nice. Pleasant. Comfortable. It was everything Steve wanted, and he still couldn't believe he had it.
The party drew to a natural close around midnight, and as they left the tower, small flurries of snow were indeed swirling around. Steve had mixed feelings about snow, but right now it was perfect, adding a dreamlike quality to the streets, and the night in general.
They'd taken a taxi to the party, so went home the same way, and it was almost 1 am before they arrived back. Not having to worry about looking at all presentable now, Steve shook his head once they were back in the apartment, before scrubbing at his hair to get rid of the rapidly melting snow. It was pretty while it was outside, but he really didn't like the cold, now.