Standing up, Steve reached out and took her offered hand, pulling Rogue to him and placing a gentle kiss on her mouth. He left his forehead pressed against hers, pulling away just far enough to murmur, "Thank you." He meant it for so much more than just breakfast, or even just staying with him; he was thanking her for everything, for being in his life in the first place.

Leading her into the bedroom, Steve lay on the bed on his side, pulling Rogue down until she fit comfortably against him, and he could wrap his arms around her, feeling her pressed against him, solid and warm and real.