First Christmas

[on_ur_left]

Glancing back to make sure Rogue was still in the bathroom around the corner, Steve stopped fiddling with his tie, and went over to his closet. Keeping one ear trained on the quiet sounds of Rogue moving around, he ducked down and pulled out his portfolio bag. Along with the shield he always stored in there, underneath the shield was a wide, fairly flat box that he pulled out. He flipped the lid open to make sure nothing was tangled, reaching out with a finger to delicately rearrange a few pieces, before snapping the lid shut.

Taking a deep breath, he repeated to himself that he could do this. Giving a gift had never been so nerve-wracking, honestly; he hoped Rogue liked it. She'd probably accuse him of spoiling her, especially once he explained that this wasn't his actual Christmas gift to her. But he'd seen it in the window of a little indie clothing store a few blocks away, and had immediately known it would look stunning on Rogue.

Right. Okay. Time to do this. Straightening up and shoving the bag back in the closet with one foot, he passed a hand over his suit and slacks to get rid of any wrinkles from crouching, before moving toward the bathroom.

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[theycalledmeacurse]

She smiled sheepishly at that laugh, finally leaning in to press a kiss to his cheek. "How about you go get one of your new books to read while I sleep?" she suggested instead. "I know you're not gonna sleep any, and I don't want you to get bored."

[on_ur_left]

"Never gonna get bored," he murmured, pressing a soft kiss to her lips. He didn't deny that he wouldn't sleep, though, instead pulling away from her to get out of bed and head toward the living room. His stomach started to make itself known as he was trying to decide which book to start on first, so after making his selection, he detoured into the kitchen and grabbed a bag of cookies. It was his bed, he'd get crumbs in it if he wanted to.

Or...was it their bed, now? Rogue had said... what was it? She'd love to live there with him, if he was alright after she explained why she had problems like this, sometimes. Something like that. A concrete answer hadn't been given, but Steve was feeling much more optimistic than last night, as he moved back into the bedroom and got into bed beside Rogue.