04-16-2018, 10:46 PM
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how do we fall in love?
harder than a bullet could hit you
how do we fall in love?
harder than a bullet could hit you
[B][I]HOW DO WE FALL APART? FASTER THAN A HAIRPIN TRIGGER
Somehow, someway they pair of large felines had ended up here in this place. It was routine for Steven at this point, he wasn't sure why he expected anything different. Instead of being alone however, he found himself bound to Stark's side once more, a hiccup in his normal routine. One Steve would easily be able to get past. He'd admit, the added companionship was warmly welcomed, especially considering it was Stark himself. That was much better than someone just off the street.
Listening to his companion chatter on about seemingly nothing, Steve couldn't help the smile that tugged at his lips. Even when they were slightly lost and confused Stark managed some type of humor, even if it was at Steven's own expense. The cream lion shivered against the unforgiving cold that surrounded him. He wasn't suited for the cold, not yet, especially considering lions were built for the heat. Blinking his baby blue eyes, quickly the male would find his voice. [b]"Stark we need to focus," he'd reply as he was hit in the face with snow. Narrowing his gaze at the tiger, the large beast would let out a low sigh. "I think I'll take my chances with the snow," Steve joked, his lips turning from a light scowl to a small smile once more. It was almost impossible to remain angry at the other male, and Steve's heartbeat skipped ever so slightly as he realized it. How was he going to be able to combat against that?
At the appearance of two others, Steve would quickly focus on them. It was when both were discussing the "flirting" that Steve choked and flushed red. He wasn't flirting, he was [i]teasing. Curling his tail, the lion would clear his throat quickly and then he'd begin to talk. "Hello ma'ams, my name is Steven Rogers, this is Stark Ferro, we're looking to join," he paused as he tried to decide whether he should explain that they weren't flirting. "I assure you we weren't flirting, friendly conversation." Yeah of course, a classic excuse. Still, Steven wasn't about to admit that he wished it really was flirting. Nope, no way.
Listening to his companion chatter on about seemingly nothing, Steve couldn't help the smile that tugged at his lips. Even when they were slightly lost and confused Stark managed some type of humor, even if it was at Steven's own expense. The cream lion shivered against the unforgiving cold that surrounded him. He wasn't suited for the cold, not yet, especially considering lions were built for the heat. Blinking his baby blue eyes, quickly the male would find his voice. [b]"Stark we need to focus," he'd reply as he was hit in the face with snow. Narrowing his gaze at the tiger, the large beast would let out a low sigh. "I think I'll take my chances with the snow," Steve joked, his lips turning from a light scowl to a small smile once more. It was almost impossible to remain angry at the other male, and Steve's heartbeat skipped ever so slightly as he realized it. How was he going to be able to combat against that?
At the appearance of two others, Steve would quickly focus on them. It was when both were discussing the "flirting" that Steve choked and flushed red. He wasn't flirting, he was [i]teasing. Curling his tail, the lion would clear his throat quickly and then he'd begin to talk. "Hello ma'ams, my name is Steven Rogers, this is Stark Ferro, we're looking to join," he paused as he tried to decide whether he should explain that they weren't flirting. "I assure you we weren't flirting, friendly conversation." Yeah of course, a classic excuse. Still, Steven wasn't about to admit that he wished it really was flirting. Nope, no way.