[ maybe that's the point—going forward. steve always seems to get stuck in the past, which is where he's been for the last few years. so, this time, he meets dean in the middle and doesn't blink. doesn't hesitate. his arm slips around him, but it's to slide his hand up beneath his shirt and press it to warm skin. a gentle touch before following a path up the length of his spine and back down again.
it's probably better not to think, which is exactly what he does when he drops his hands and grips dean in a way he can turn them around and lift him to set him on the island countertop. ]
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it's probably better not to think, which is exactly what he does when he drops his hands and grips dean in a way he can turn them around and lift him to set him on the island countertop. ]