[ Steve never really got the teenage years that a lot of people did. Sitting on a couch and making out. Though it was more making out in the backseat of a car in his time. He didn't have money for a car. No one in his family did plus he was a New Yorker. Not practical. But he never got this. Anything close to this. He missed out on those experiences. The laziness that came with making out. Or even the urgency that eventually erupted when you just needed something more.
Maybe he should have gotten to know her better. Should have asked more questions. Hell when Bucky went hunting for dates for Steve he put a lot of effort in. He made sure they were the right fit. Steve contacted a girl, flirted and then sort of just went with the flow. Which has taken him right into Sara. With her places in his lap and her body pulled close. He can't explain it.
But he should tell her. Because he's not sure if it's fair not to tell her. ] Knife talk aside. [ He smiles weakly. Catching his breath. ] I uh--something I should say. This? I don't do this. And by this I mean the whole thing. [ Please catch on, Sara. Please catch on. ]
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Maybe he should have gotten to know her better. Should have asked more questions. Hell when Bucky went hunting for dates for Steve he put a lot of effort in. He made sure they were the right fit. Steve contacted a girl, flirted and then sort of just went with the flow. Which has taken him right into Sara. With her places in his lap and her body pulled close. He can't explain it.
But he should tell her. Because he's not sure if it's fair not to tell her. ] Knife talk aside. [ He smiles weakly. Catching his breath. ] I uh--something I should say. This? I don't do this. And by this I mean the whole thing. [ Please catch on, Sara. Please catch on. ]