Steve couldn't help laughing at her enthusiasm; he reached out to cup her cheek, tilting his head down to press a slow kiss to her mouth. "Let's go one step at a time. I'd like it if you taught me, or tried, at least. If that doesn't really work out, we could... find a couples class, that sounds nice."
The idea struck him, then, that that's what they were: a couple. He'd been so elated to find someone he could be with, even with all the ups and downs of the last few days, he'd only been thinking about 'I have Rogue now.' While he knew that the converse was true, that she definitely had him, and even though he'd thought about how they had each other to lean on, he'd never parsed it down to that one, all-encompassing word, couple.
It just seemed more... long-term than saying you were just going with someone. A couple, in his time and to his way of thinking, were people who would almost inevitably get married. He knew nothing was for certain, for anybody, and it was too soon to really think about it seriously, and definitely too soon to say anything... But it was there now, sitting at the back of his mind, the idea. A real, tangible idea of forever.
And then he remembered that she'd already been married. So she wouldn't necessarily be opposed to the idea, if he brought it up in the future, like he'd learned some women were in this day... But would she want to get married again? He didn't have the details, but he was pretty sure he had guessed correctly what had happened to her first husband, Remy. Would she even consider getting married to another man who went out and risked his life when people needed protecting?
It was something he would have to think about. But not right now. Right now, he pushed the thoughts to a small corner of his mind, to be mulled over in private, and leaned in for another kiss.
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The idea struck him, then, that that's what they were: a couple. He'd been so elated to find someone he could be with, even with all the ups and downs of the last few days, he'd only been thinking about 'I have Rogue now.' While he knew that the converse was true, that she definitely had him, and even though he'd thought about how they had each other to lean on, he'd never parsed it down to that one, all-encompassing word, couple.
It just seemed more... long-term than saying you were just going with someone. A couple, in his time and to his way of thinking, were people who would almost inevitably get married. He knew nothing was for certain, for anybody, and it was too soon to really think about it seriously, and definitely too soon to say anything... But it was there now, sitting at the back of his mind, the idea. A real, tangible idea of forever.
And then he remembered that she'd already been married. So she wouldn't necessarily be opposed to the idea, if he brought it up in the future, like he'd learned some women were in this day... But would she want to get married again? He didn't have the details, but he was pretty sure he had guessed correctly what had happened to her first husband, Remy. Would she even consider getting married to another man who went out and risked his life when people needed protecting?
It was something he would have to think about. But not right now. Right now, he pushed the thoughts to a small corner of his mind, to be mulled over in private, and leaned in for another kiss.