Steve shuts his eyes and revels in the comfort for a moment. He really is spoiled. He knows he's a jerk and probably takes Sam for granted and... he should really stop beating himself up for five minutes. His eyes flicker open and meet Sam's. He looks anxious and somewhat pathetic. What if this is too much? The thought won't stop flashing in his head.
"There's something I need to talk to you about. Do you want to wait until after breakfast?" That sounds ominous, but it can only really hurt him, right? Sam can always move onto someone better. He's actually got a handle on his life. Steve is the loser of the two.
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Date: 2015-02-14 02:49 am (UTC)"There's something I need to talk to you about. Do you want to wait until after breakfast?" That sounds ominous, but it can only really hurt him, right? Sam can always move onto someone better. He's actually got a handle on his life. Steve is the loser of the two.