[There was gentle teasing in his voice, but only admiration in his eyes. Steve hadn't considered himself terribly smart before the serum, and even afterwards he still considered most people a hell of a lot smarter, despite how much better his brain worked. It was a different type of intelligence he had for the most part. Instinct and an ability to make connections faster because his brain fired at the optimum. But he didn't have much schooling, formally speaking. Technically he'd gone to art school, but he'd never felt educated. It hadn't mattered back in the day since most people had experience like him, but since waking up?
Sometimes he really felt the lack.
Steve gave a slight nod, his hand still lovingly touching James. He just couldn't stop.]
You are. You're the older man, probably by just a few months though. Really sexy by the way. I've always liked a mature man. All that experience and talent . . .
[God James was lovely. Those eyes, usually so cold and calculating, looked down at him with something soft, something he hadn't seen in more than a brief flash before, and Steve caught his breath. Then the man spoke and he felt a flash of fear. If he said it, he could never take it back. What if James ran? What if he scared the man off? He closed his eyes, swallowing hard, fingers trembling just a bit where they rested on James' neck. He could survive losing James, but he wouldn't be whole, and he'd probably never be able to find the courage to reach out again. There was only so much a person could withstand before they just gave up.
He opened his eyes and looked up at James, the answer to the man's question already in his eyes.]
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[There was gentle teasing in his voice, but only admiration in his eyes. Steve hadn't considered himself terribly smart before the serum, and even afterwards he still considered most people a hell of a lot smarter, despite how much better his brain worked. It was a different type of intelligence he had for the most part. Instinct and an ability to make connections faster because his brain fired at the optimum. But he didn't have much schooling, formally speaking. Technically he'd gone to art school, but he'd never felt educated. It hadn't mattered back in the day since most people had experience like him, but since waking up?
Sometimes he really felt the lack.
Steve gave a slight nod, his hand still lovingly touching James. He just couldn't stop.]
You are. You're the older man, probably by just a few months though. Really sexy by the way. I've always liked a mature man. All that experience and talent . . .
[God James was lovely. Those eyes, usually so cold and calculating, looked down at him with something soft, something he hadn't seen in more than a brief flash before, and Steve caught his breath. Then the man spoke and he felt a flash of fear. If he said it, he could never take it back. What if James ran? What if he scared the man off? He closed his eyes, swallowing hard, fingers trembling just a bit where they rested on James' neck. He could survive losing James, but he wouldn't be whole, and he'd probably never be able to find the courage to reach out again. There was only so much a person could withstand before they just gave up.
He opened his eyes and looked up at James, the answer to the man's question already in his eyes.]
I . . . James I . . . I . . .