Rogue listened to the story, remembering the videos and photographs she'd seen of those early days of his Captain America career. It had been so long ago, but for him it wasn't that long at all. She still couldn't begin to imagine what that was like for him. But while he thought the whole thing was silly, she knew that it had had an a lasting effect on the American people, whether he saw that or not.
Her hands held onto him, tightening as he spoke of his refusal to accept the decision to leave Bucky and all those men in enemy hands. It was so like Steve, a perfect example of his stubbornness and refusal to give up. It was something she loved him for, and she understood why he'd shared the story with her.
"What did I ever do to deserve you?" she mused softly, lifting her head to look at him. "I love you, sugar. So much. Thank you for sharing that with me." She moved to lean up to kiss him, but had to turn her head to yawn widely.
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Date: 2017-01-16 01:37 am (UTC)Her hands held onto him, tightening as he spoke of his refusal to accept the decision to leave Bucky and all those men in enemy hands. It was so like Steve, a perfect example of his stubbornness and refusal to give up. It was something she loved him for, and she understood why he'd shared the story with her.
"What did I ever do to deserve you?" she mused softly, lifting her head to look at him. "I love you, sugar. So much. Thank you for sharing that with me." She moved to lean up to kiss him, but had to turn her head to yawn widely.