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Last Line Tag Game

Rules: post the last line you wrote, then tag as many people as there are words.

Thanks for the tag, @ladykailitha!

It was like watching a zoo animal paw at the glass— not intelligent enough to even grasp the concept of being watched.

(From unposted Counter Stalker fic, DDDNE)

No pressure tags, let's say 22 words, 2+2=4.

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Prompt request if you like it!:

Peter knows Steve is dependable. Doesn't matter if it's 3:23 in the morning and you need a ride home from clubbing all night. If you call him he answers he will help you. This time Steve finally makes it clear it's cause it's Peter asking for help not because he is just dependable.

Car makeout/sex ensues maybe?

If you want to make it dark could go for Stalker Steve, who made sure Peter would need a ride home.

-- WinterSpiderPurrs

"Stevieeeee~" Peter slurs, throwing himself over the super soldier, "I missed youuuuu." "Peter, you can't keep getting drunk just because you know I'll help you." Steve sighs, "I have a life too." "I knowwww but cmon Stevie." The boy pouts from his place in the blond's arms. "I just know how good you take care of me after. You take me home, you cuddle up to me in your bed, you make me breakfast." He giggles. "You should just ask me to be your boyfriend already." "Peter." Steve sounds so sad now, exhausted. "Don't say things like that." "Why not? It's true." "Because I would love for you to be my boyfriend. But you're just drunk, you only call me when you are. And I deserve more in a relationship." "Stevie," Peter laughs, "I might be drunk but I'm not stupid. Nor a liar. You never answer my texts during the day. So I thought the only way you wanted to talk to me was when I was vulnerable. You think I don't know what you do to me when you tuck me into bed with you? Tsk tsk, Mr. America." Steve's blood runs cold. He can't breathe. How does Peter know? "Don't worry, Mr. Rogers. I love the way you touch me."