#rennedy?

[bleujotunn]

“Usually,” Ronan panted, trying his best to keep up with Steve as they jogged --- or, as Ronan would more appropriately call it, sprinting like a fucking monster is chasing you. Ronan just hoped Steve didn’t think the monster was him. “I can keep up with your daughter, sir. Usually. But... you’re a little bit faster.” He side eyed the older man. “But don’t tell her I said that.”