In this setting, where he was feeling perfectly at ease and comfortable, PTSD really wasn't an issue for Steve. It was when he was in unfamiliar or open places, surrounded by unknown entities, that he began to feel that soldier's itch at the back of his neck and in the pit of his stomach. It actually felt nice, being able to use his reflexes in a non-combat situation, where it was just a little bit of playful fun. Besides the USO tour, he'd never been able to use his strength for anything besides fighting; and while it hadn't been fighting, he wouldn't exactly call the tour 'fun,' either.
When she tapped the pillow against his hip, Steve had to grin; he should've realized Rogue would never be one to acquiesce, even if she was stopping it from escalating into an all-out fight. And while her expression was less irritated, the pure sass when she thanked him made Steve's brows go up in surprised delight. Every little thing she did made him love her more and more, and this in particular was just priceless.
Steve wandered around, grabbing a clean pair of boxer shorts and lightweight sleep pants, debated getting a T-shirt... then decided against it. He wasn't planning on anything physical happening for a while, but just being able to sleep beside Rogue, feeling their skin touching, was something he really wanted.
It didn't take him long to change his clothes, merely shucking the old ones and skimming the new on, completely unbothered by his nudity, or the fact Rogue was possibly ogling him while he did it.
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When she tapped the pillow against his hip, Steve had to grin; he should've realized Rogue would never be one to acquiesce, even if she was stopping it from escalating into an all-out fight. And while her expression was less irritated, the pure sass when she thanked him made Steve's brows go up in surprised delight. Every little thing she did made him love her more and more, and this in particular was just priceless.
Steve wandered around, grabbing a clean pair of boxer shorts and lightweight sleep pants, debated getting a T-shirt... then decided against it. He wasn't planning on anything physical happening for a while, but just being able to sleep beside Rogue, feeling their skin touching, was something he really wanted.
It didn't take him long to change his clothes, merely shucking the old ones and skimming the new on, completely unbothered by his nudity, or the fact Rogue was possibly ogling him while he did it.