♥️ andddd 🧡 with steve pleaseeee i luv uu !!!
I LOVE YOU TOO!! I wasn't sure if you wanted this separate or together so I just did 2 little drabbles hope that's okay!! Link to the request thing
Going to a one time aerial silks lesson was not something that Steve ever thought he’d be doing. Yet, here he is with his girlfriend, the both of you trying to maneuver your way through the fabric to follow the instructor.
You don’t think you’ve ever laughed as much as you had today. Every single time the two of you tried to do something the instructor did, you would both end up in hilarious positions.
Now, everyone is doing their own thing, you and Steve included.
“No, no, you do it like this!” You laugh, pulling yourself up on the fabric and looping it around your feet so you stay in place.
Steve is about to respond when you crash down onto the soft mat below you. You two burst out in laughter, your boyfriend doubling over and holding onto his stomach.
“Wait, I can do it.” You attempt to climb the silk rope once again, and manage to stay in place until you decide to change positions.
You climb up just a little higher, and wrap the silk around your feet once more. You make sure that the fabric is secure around your legs before you flip upside down. You laugh softly as you finally succeed in doing one of the positions, your eyes lit up with pride.
Steve–who is ever the worry-wart–quickly stands in front of you, hands already up as if he’ll need to catch you at any moment. “Steve, I did it!” You grin, blood beginning to make its way towards your head.
“I see that, but please don’t fall. I really don’t want you to die on our date.” He smiles, although you can tell that he’s still focused on making sure he can catch you if you fall.
“Steve.” You coo.
“Yes, honey?” He asks, slightly exasperated.
“Look, I’m not gonna hold on.” You smile, taking your hands off and instead holding Steve’s cheeks.
His eyes widen, his hands moving up to grip your arms. “Jesus christ, baby.” He breathes out with a shake of his head. The fondness shines bright on his face, even making it past the worry.
You smile softly and look at Steve, so pretty even when you’re looking at him from the wrong way.
You use your hands to pull him towards you just a bit more, and press your lips softly against his. You hear the little laugh he lets out against your lips, and you feel the way his body goes a little bit looser at the feeling of your lips pressed to his. When you pull away a moment later, Steve looks like he just woke up from the best dream of his life.
“That was… really romantic?” He says, sounding more like a question than a statement. He comes back to his worrying self a moment later when he sees how red your face has gotten. “But it’s time to come down. You’re gonna pass out.” He laughs, helping you down with gentle hands.
“Steve– Steve, quit that!” You laugh softly as he kisses your palm over and over again. His kisses are so light that it tickles you, and you’ve been laughing for the past few minutes now.
“Mm-mm. I like your laugh.” He whispers, but pulls back anyway to let you catch your breath for a moment.
Instead, he turns your hand over and smooths his thumb over your knuckles for a moment.
“What’s your deal with my hand right now, babe?” You hum softly, playing with his hair as he rests his head against your chest. Your legs are tangled with Steve’s, your hand that isn’t in his hair still being inspected by your boyfriend.
“Nothin’...” He mumbles under his breath, bringing your hand to his lips and pressing a kiss to your first knuckle.
He presses a few more pecks to the first one, then moves to the next. He does the same thing to each bump on the back of your hand.
“There’s definitely a deal.” You move your head to press your face against his hair, a quiet giggle slipping through your lips. You gently tug on his hair, smiling at the little groan he lets out against the back of your hand.
“I just love you.” Steve’s attempt at sounding annoyed doesn’t quite make it to his voice, his words just sounding completely honest and sweet, which they are.
The presses of his lips to your knuckles continue. There’s soft, sweet, words that don’t quite reach your ears whispered between each kiss.
You don’t even seem to notice when you start to fall asleep, but the last thing you remember is a soft “I love you,” clear despite the fact that he was speaking almost too quiet to even hear, and absolutely too quiet to understand his words.
I hope you like this!! Sorry it took so long, I kept on getting distracted🥲