Steve had been there, but not really, not the same. Tony looked older, which was funny really, because Steve had been so young. His boyfriend had been so kind and gentle and watching that, that would stay with him. But now that he was back? Steve kissed him again now he was awake, slower and deeper.
“Yeah,” he breathed softly as he broke away. Thinking of Tony alone in this big bed, Steve not himself and surrounded by kids? He didn’t envy it. At least his ignorance had been bliss. “I was so, so sweet on you when I was a kid,” Steve said with a crooked smile.