( steve's still as — outrageously, blindingly good-looking as she remembers from eudio, even if she'd spent some time back in her world before being zapped into this new city. something bubbles up in her gut as she just gazes at him for a moment, light and airy, and she realizes that it's sheer, unbridled joy.
a fling or not, sara wasn't sure if she'd ever see steve again.
he smiles, and it's hard not to let her own widen in return, letting his sweet compliments roll over her as he lets her inside. before she knows it, sara's sneaking up onto her tiptoes just enough to loop her arms around his neck in an almost uncharacteristic — from what he knows of her, anyways — hug, breathing him in for a moment, and then tipping her chin up to look at him, eyes bright. ) You sure are a sight for sore eyes yourself, Rogers.
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a fling or not, sara wasn't sure if she'd ever see steve again.
he smiles, and it's hard not to let her own widen in return, letting his sweet compliments roll over her as he lets her inside. before she knows it, sara's sneaking up onto her tiptoes just enough to loop her arms around his neck in an almost uncharacteristic — from what he knows of her, anyways — hug, breathing him in for a moment, and then tipping her chin up to look at him, eyes bright. ) You sure are a sight for sore eyes yourself, Rogers.