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Tweak says, "Cats are nice"

Steve Rogers (captainhandsome) wrote in snapthread,
@ 2020-01-20 21:43:00

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richie tozier, steve rogers (mcu)

Who: Steve Rogers and Richard Tozier
What: Shower bros?
When: Predawn on the 20th
Where: Steve and Tony's bathroom

Nothing in the town seemed much out of the ordinary as Steve did his first lap, not on his second or his thirtieth either. It was quiet and he could see his breath in the air in front of him and feel the warmth of his muscles as they worked. Dodger ran beside him, looping around to smell something or chase a bird when he got the chance. It was always just the two of them at this time, maybe he'd hear some drunk laughing, or Klaus might whistle at him on his way back home from who knows where. But not that morning, it was quiet and Steve liked the soft calmness of the morning. He skipped the gym, hoping maybe he'd tempt Tony to spar with him later and instead headed home to the shower.

The coffee started in the kitchen Steve stripped off and tossed his clothes into the hamper before he stepped into the warm spray. Of course their shower was always hot, it was one he shared with Tony after all, so nothing less would have been acceptable. He shut his eyes as he angled his face up and let the water rush over him, down over his hair.

It felt good on the skin at had been exposed to the cold air and he rolled his shoulders as he enjoyed the sensation. He'd let Tony sleep, it was still early, but that didn't mean he didn't toy with the idea of wishing maybe he'd wake up and join him.

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trashmouthloser
2020-01-21 02:36 am UTC (link)

A pre-morning light Richie was usually one of two things:

1) Still awake, because sometimes he was still used to the schedule of working nights and because he just tended to buzz like that when left to his own devices, twitchy and never quite tired enough to bother even trying to sleep when there were other things he could be procrastinating on.

or 2) Dead to the entire world. Happily asleep, twisted up in blankets or the hammock and curled around Eddie like an octopus who was doing his very best impression of a leech.

There was no in between. And tonight? It was definitely the latter option -- which, frankly, was the better option.

But what that really meant for Richie Tozier was that he was very, very unaware of what was going on when he was suddenly not only standing (had he started sleepwalking? would he never get a fucking break?) upright, but being pummeled with hot water. His eyes snapped open and with a surprised shout, he lost his footing all in one go, slipping until he was on his boxer covered ass in a bathtub, knocking all sorts of precious cargo against hard porcelain fixtures as he went.

And if that wasn't insult enough to injury, there was an ass there. Just. Right in front of his face. Richie could ignore his oncoming diagnosis of a concussion and didn't need his glasses to see that the ass in question was like two unfairly perfect halves of a cantaloupe. He also didn't need glasses to know that that was not Eddie's ass (also unfairly nice, but not quite as... popping as all this). "What."

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captainhandsome
2020-01-21 10:02 am UTC (link)

Steve had been enjoying the water, enjoying early morning thoughts of his love until he was so rudely interrupted. The last thing he'd been expecting was someone in there who wasn't Tony and he could honestly say Richie had never crossed his mind in the shower and yet there he was. He was falling over in the tub and Steve swore, knocking over the rest of the items on the edge as he scrambled for a towel.

Because he'd been thinking nice thoughts, okay? Then he'd gone and given Richie an eyefull of his junk. Steve's blush could probably be seen from the 1940's as he got the towel balled up in front of him and then rushed to turn off the water.

"What? What are you- What?" Steve finally managed to ask after stuttering out obscenely. The towel in his hand was soggy, but there was no chance he was letting it go and he kept it covering what little of his modesty (none) remained.

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trashmouthloser
2020-01-22 09:09 pm UTC (link)

Yeah, Steve had really been enjoying something before Richie had shown up, unaware and unassuming. And sure, that enjoyment was gone pretty damn quick -- but Richie had gotten an eyeful before all that and no lack of glasses was ever going to get that blur out of his brain now. "Jesus fucking christ," he said dazed and flinching slightly as shampoo and soaps in expensive looking bottles spilled onto him, ending up on his lap.

"I--uh. Don't--?" Richie had fucking nothing. He was bright red too, and very pointedly had his face in his hands as soon as it was possible. "I'm so fucking sorry dude," he said, soaked through, all parts of his throbbing in some low level pain that he wasn't going to fucking like later, but couldn't seem to focus on now because he was mysteriously in someone's bathtub when he had previously been sleeping. "I swear I wasn't creeping, I've got a fiancee!"

Richie didn't know the hows or whys, but he was pretty sure it didn't matter, Eddie was gonna kill him anyway.

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captainhandsome
2020-01-23 09:47 am UTC (link)

He'd been enjoying something alone, in the privacy of his own shower, there was no chance of someone walking in and seeing through the shower curtain. So he should have been safe, but no, not in this place he wasn't. So of course there was an unwanted visitor right there with a front row ticket to something only one special guy was usually invited to.

Steve breathed out, kind of slow and sad as he looked up at the ceiling. The towel he was using to cover himself was too wet now to dry him and Richie wasn't dry either and he sighed again before he pulled open the shower curtain. He'd already seen everything so Steve just gave up and stepped out, dropped the towel on top of the drain and grabbed Tony's towel to wrap around himself. "What are you doing in here?" Steve asked as he tossed a clean towel to Richie.

He really wanted to believe he wasn't creeping.

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trashmouthloser
2020-01-23 09:48 pm UTC (link)

Well that was a great question that Richie didn't at all have an answer to. Not even a little bit. He sort of half caught the towel -- it was easy enough to see it coming even without his glasses no matter how bad his eyes were, after all -- and worked on standing up. The tub was slippery and he wasn't really sure what to do with the towel beyond wrap it around his waist, covering up water soaked boxers.

"I was sleeping," he said, like that explained anything. It didn't, but his tone was definitely bewildered about it. "With Eddie. And then --?"

Well. Here he was. "Sorry for -- uh. Ruining your---that."

There was no unseeing what he'd seen here today, and it was going to leave a mark on his soul, he was pretty sure.

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captainhandsome
2020-01-24 09:58 am UTC (link)

Richie looked all pathetic and wet and it was kind of hard to be mad at him, when he was starting to think maybe this hadn't been on purpose. Also he looked like he might slip and crack his head at any moment. "Here," Steve said as he held out his hand to help him out of the tub and onto the mat.

If he had been mortified before what Richie said just turned it up to a hundred and Steve blushed, if possible, even harder. "You didn't! I wasn't- I was just having a shower I just got back from a run," Steve told him quickly. Because thinking about Tony wasn't going anything. Just maybe thinking about waking him up with a kiss.

Although that got him thinking about Tony and thinking about how he hadn't come to check on the strange voice coming from their bathroom. Steve opened the bedroom door and their bed was empty and his blood ran cold.

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trashmouthloser
2020-01-25 07:46 pm UTC (link)

Richie took the help, if only because he wasn't ready to do another slip and slide in the tub -- that wasn't a fun move and he was seriously just too old for bathtub acrobatics. Particularly the kind that weren't for fun. With Eddie.

"Right, no," Richie assured quickly, when Steve went off blushing (Richie was pretty sure. Everything was a blur) and trying to excuse what he'd been up to. "None of my business. You do you in the privacy of your own shower---" He paused when Steve went straighter, more concerned than embarrassed and squinted at him. "...What's the matter?" Beyond the obvious, where Richie was somehow in his bathroom, anyway. That part was a given.

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captainhandsome
2020-01-26 11:01 am UTC (link)

Steve really didn't want to talk about it, about what he might have been thinking about doing, with anyone. Even less with the person who'd just appeared in his bathroom while he was very naked. But there was something else on his mind, because Steve didn't like to let Tony out of sight for long and being confronted by the bed, without the sheets thrown back like he'd just ducked out for a moment? It terrified him.

"Tony?" Steve called as he walked into the room and headed for the door. He made it all the way to the hallway before it was like a rubber band pulled tight and sent him backward knocking into Richie and pushing him back against the door frame.

"Darn it!" He grit out. "I'm sorry, I didn't- I don't know what's happening," Steve said as he peeled his bare chest off of him and made sure his towel was still secure around his hips.

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trashmouthloser
2020-01-27 02:35 am UTC (link)

This was all way too much for Richie's brain to wrap around -- between the -- this -- and now the whole Steve slamming back into him and nearly barreling Richie over thing (and honestly, they were about the same height, but Steve must have had -- shit, 80 more pounds of muscle on him, so it made a bit of a damn difference) it was just a lot.

So, obviously, he focused on the only thing he could in a time like this. "Darn it?" He repeated in question, hand moving up to adjust glasses that -- weren't fucking there. Right. How had he forgotten that? "Let's not even unpack that right now," he decided, because Steve not swearing shouldn't have been the thing that got to him. "Let's just -- uh. What just happened? Just now?" He squinted out into the hallways, but didn't see anything beyond blurry walls.

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captainhandsome
2020-01-28 04:33 am UTC (link)

Of course after being naked and wet, the last thing he wanted was to be all over Richie who was equally wet but slightly less naked. Steve blushed, right up to his ears. "Can we just pretend all this never happened and never talk about it again?" He asked as he backed off (not too far) to get all out of Richie space.

"I need to find Tony," he told him seriously. "He's not- I need to find him." Because this place, with the people coming and going, Steve couldn't cope not knowing if he was here or gone.

"And you need glasses, let's just. Okay. Let's get it together."

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