[A bit of breath escapes him, and his nerves tingle from the praise. Steve always knows the right words. It’s a gift and a curse bundled together, something the makes his heart swell but means he’ll do anything Steve asks him to. He knows better, but he grips on to it tightly, not wanting to let go.
He eyes Steve’s beaming grin. He can’t help but match it with his own.]
Well, I’ll give it a shot, if you think I’ve got it in me.
[He says it like he would in the old days, knowing the Steve knows just as well as him that he’s only saying it ’cause he wants to hear Steve tell him he can do anything, that he’s good and worth something. It feels so desperate now, but time never changed what Steve’s thoughts meant to him.]
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He eyes Steve’s beaming grin. He can’t help but match it with his own.]
Well, I’ll give it a shot, if you think I’ve got it in me.
[He says it like he would in the old days, knowing the Steve knows just as well as him that he’s only saying it ’cause he wants to hear Steve tell him he can do anything, that he’s good and worth something. It feels so desperate now, but time never changed what Steve’s thoughts meant to him.]