He smiles against his shoulder as he makes a vain attempt to swat at her hand. Truly they are both children. "Both." Steve finally gives up on sleeping any longer and opens his eyes. Slowly, but surely he starts to sit up in bed.
"As the trophy husband, I volunteer to make pancakes."
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Date: 2016-06-10 04:10 am (UTC)"As the trophy husband, I volunteer to make pancakes."