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[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve never played with Legos--they didn't come to the States until after he was a Capsicle. They do look like fun, though, and he's smiling as he moves through the bar, watching other people build things.

At the Bar herself, a vidscreen pops up. He reads the information with a widening grin, and decides, Sure, let's do something different for the holiday. It's kind of like wearing new clothes on Easter.

So, his choices are:


So cute and fluffy! Steve kind of likes being able to walk and talk, though, so he passes.



Some sort of ... robot thing?

Steve feels like he's missing a joke.


And then there's simply Restore to factory settings.




Huh.

Ever press a button just to see what it does?



Well, he can't say this was wholly unexpected.

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[golden_lyre]

"What?" Orpheus asks, returning the kiss but then pulling back to look at Steve.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"I don't know, I--" He looks away, like the words he want to say can be found on the opposite wall. "I love you," he says finally. "It feels...inadequate to say that sometimes. Like I should make poetry instead."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus leans in and presses a kiss to Steve's throat.

"'I love you' is poetry."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"I love you," Steve whispers, tilting back his head. "I love you."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus kisses the corner of his jaw. "I love you," he echoes.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve leans their foreheads together, playing with the front of Orpheus's shirt.

"You wanna... go?"

[golden_lyre]

"Yes," Orpheus answers with a smile. "Let's...go."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve slides off Orpheus's lap.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus slides off his stool and shoulders his guitar. He slides an arm around Steve and bends to kiss him.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve stands on his toes to make the reach easier.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus laughs into the kiss. "That may take some getting used to."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"I never kissed anybody like this," Steve replies. "It definitely takes some getting used to."

[golden_lyre]

"Then we'd better get some practice in while we can."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve laughs and pulls Orpheus down for another kiss.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus wraps his arms around Steve and lifts him off his feet.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve yelps. "Orpheus!"

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus laughs and starts to carry him toward the stairs. "Yes, lovely?"

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve starts to protest, but just curls against Orpheus and lets himself be carried.

When is he ever going to have this chance again, after all?

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus smiles and shifts him into a bridal carry to make it more comfortable for both of them.

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"Oh, yeah," Steve mutters against his neck, "this isn't bad for my dignity at all."

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus chuckles. "I'll let you carry me next time."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

"I'm holding you to that," Steve warns him.

[golden_lyre]

"I give you my word."

[thekidfrombrooklyn]

Steve tucks his head against Orpheus's shoulder with a quiet laugh.

[golden_lyre]

Orpheus kisses his forehead and carries him up the stairs.