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anagentandathief entered Stark Tower
"Tony!" Toni called to her male counterpart, "There's someone here."
"So can I help you with something while we wait for the main man?"
If you were tagged here, Steve misses you and you should bother his mun to give you a thread. JUST SAYING.
Please?
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Aiden... Aiden I... *scratches forehead, searching for words* Aiden, look. I'm...I'm flattered. Okay? But...this is just...it's just not... I don't...feel that way...about you...
Does My Little One Change Your Mind? Aiden/Steve and Baby Colton
Steve cradled the tiny infant in his arms as he kicked lightly against Aiden's door. He knew this was the final step. Aiden and Colton had to meet and then they could finally go forward with this relationship... or step back if Aiden didn't think he was ready to take on a baby, especially one as young as Colton, who was nearly two weeks old. He required constant attention from someone. There was nothing but breathing that the baby could do on his own. He took a steadying breath as he rocked the baby back and forth as he waited for Aiden to come to the door. He really hoped Aiden liked his son, because Steve was completely and irrevocably in love with the both of them.
Agent Fisher
Natasha sat down in a chair after getting through security. She'd had to flash her badge to get her stuff though but it hadn't been much trouble. She plugged in her iPod and listened to a song Aiden had made. He was good.
anagentandathief replied to your post: "Do I 'ave to tell ye wha' I woul' do on Anon?...
He chuckled, “Don’ loo’ so ne’vous,”
He grinned. "I'm not nervous."