xmanwithaplan:

     Steve goes completely still for a moment or two and stares down
            down at him. Slowly, his lips stretch into a wide smile and he
            wraps an arm around Jack’s shoulders, tugging him close as
            his free hand moves to his hair. His fingers thread back through
            his brown hair several times before he pulls away from him and
            tugs him up onto his feet. Without a word, Steve pulls him into 
            an embrace and rests his chin on his shoulder.

The immortal closes his eyes and slides to the edge of his seat, his
      forehead resting against Steve’s stomach. God, he could just say there
      like that all day. Just as he’s comfortable, the blond tugs him up and into
      his arms and, of course, he doesn’t object nor does he mind. “You’re in a
      awfully cuddly mood.”