Steve's madly in love with you. And he's not afraid to show it.

Some swearing and innuendo.

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Steve is intently staring at you. You pretend not to notice. He's also doing that cute little thing,  where he's rubbing his earlobe.

You look at him and smirk. Steve just smirks back at you. You touch his lips and he chuckles softly.  Your fingers immediately slide to one of his dimples.

"What are you doing?" Steve teases you. You lean in, pressing your lips to his, just so he'll shut up.

"Touching your adorable dimples." Steve laughs as he reaches for a can of beer. He pops the tab, downs some and then passes it over to you.

You accept the can and drink the rest. You set the can down and hoist yourself up into Steve's lap. He puts his arm around you.

"You're beautiful, Y/N," he murmurs softly.

"And you're hot!" You grin wickedly at Steve. He laughs again.

"Yeah, I'm a real catch." You kiss him and then just gaze adoringly at his handsome, youthful face.

"You're most certainly are."

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Steve's making a fire so you can roast marshmallows and make s'mores. It's cool out and you shiver, reaching for Steve's jacket to slip on.

You wrap his jacket closer around you as you watch Steve work on getting a fire going. You stand up from the chair you were sitting in and start getting the stuff ready for s'mores.

Steve has a good fire going now and you step closer,  stretching out your hands, just enjoying the heat from the fire.

"You stole my jacket, I see," Steve jokes, grabbing you by the waist. You laugh.

"What are you going to do about it?" Steve leans over, like he's going to kiss you.

Instead, he starts tickling you behind your knees,  where you're the most ticklish. You start to laugh, trying to twist away from his attacking fingers.

"S-Stop, Steve!" You gasp. "P-Please!" Steve stops tickling you and just holds you in his arms.

"Are we going to make s'mores or not?" You demand, looking up into Steve's face. He kisses you and smiles.

"Absolutely."

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You're drowsy. It's getting late and you're all cuddled up with Steve, who has his tall, lanky body curled around yours.

"Will you just stay here with me tonight? Please?"

Steve kisses your forehead and you smile without opening your eyes.

"I'll stay with you."

"Good." You do open your eyes now and just smile at Steve. He loops his arm over your waist. You love this.

"Did my little girl have fun this evening?"

"Yeah, I did. I love you so much,  Steve."

"I love you so damn much, too, Y/N. I don't know what I'd do without you."

"I don't know what I'd do without you, either, you jerk." Steve chuckles softly.

He starts to caress your cheek and it feels so good that it's only relaxing you all the more sleepy.

"I don't know if you could tell, but I'm absolutely crazy about you."

"Oh, I could tell."

"Just wanted to be clear on that one."

"It's crystal clear." Steve hugs you closer and gives you a gentle kiss. You smile again.

"I'm crazy about you, too, you knucklehead." Steve laughs.

"I knew it."