Being taken care of wasn't something Rogue was used to, but it was something that she was starting to embrace at times. She felt so small when the shadows of her past crept up around her, and having someone to take care of her in those dark moments... It might not be so bad. There would still be guilt at pulling Steve into the mess that was her life, but it wasn't as strong now as it might have been even the day before.

Grinning at his reaction, she leaned in to take a bite of the cupcake, reaching up to wrap a hand around Steve's both for balance and to keep the cake steady. She managed not to get icing all over herself this time, at least, but mostly because she kept her bite on the smaller side. Her eyes closed as she savored the sweet taste of chocolate with the hint of coffee running through, and it almost made her want to cry because of how much she'd missed such simple things.