Steven squints a little bit and studies how he looks with the glasses,
and he can’t stop his heart from fluttering a little bit. He bites down on
his lower lip and presses a quick kiss to his forehead before pulling
back and chuckling softly.” —— You look cute.”
A hand pushes through his messy locks; another little grumble
leaves him when Steve kisses his forehead, and he can’t help
but snuggle up to the blond just a bit.
“M'not cute.”