[ He gets out of the car and when Tony's not looking, touches his lips where he was just kissed. It tingles a little bit, from the sensation, wasn't even the duration or anything of a good kiss but it leaves his stomach doing flips. He licks his lips and is suddenly aware of the drumbeat in his chest as he goes to order them some more food.
It's a balmy night, the sound of cars and laughter and old-timey music and the smell of grease and fries and asphalt mixed with fresh-cut grass. An ice cream truck is making a last round and Steve feels right at home. He gets back in the car with enough food to feed a small family, fries for Tony and a banquet for himself. A new milkshake, too, a big one, with two straws stuck in. ]
Wanna kiss me again before I get onion on my breath?
[ Because look okay, this place has great caramelized onions and Steve never passes those up. ]
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[ He gets out of the car and when Tony's not looking, touches his lips where he was just kissed. It tingles a little bit, from the sensation, wasn't even the duration or anything of a good kiss but it leaves his stomach doing flips. He licks his lips and is suddenly aware of the drumbeat in his chest as he goes to order them some more food.
It's a balmy night, the sound of cars and laughter and old-timey music and the smell of grease and fries and asphalt mixed with fresh-cut grass. An ice cream truck is making a last round and Steve feels right at home. He gets back in the car with enough food to feed a small family, fries for Tony and a banquet for himself. A new milkshake, too, a big one, with two straws stuck in. ]
Wanna kiss me again before I get onion on my breath?
[ Because look okay, this place has great caramelized onions and Steve never passes those up. ]