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Steve Rogers ([personal profile] gotup) wrote2017-08-01 01:42 pm
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myheartglows: (tony | i mean YOLO right?)

[personal profile] myheartglows 2019-07-11 05:06 am (UTC)(link)
Smiling softly down at his tablet, Tony sends, Guilty as charged, and then tacks on, Smooches! xoxo, along with an extensive line of kissy-face and peach emojis.
Edited 2019-07-11 05:13 (UTC)
myheartglows: (tony | who's a piece of shit i am)

[personal profile] myheartglows 2019-07-11 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
Don't see the likeness?
myheartglows: (tony | i see what you did there)

[personal profile] myheartglows 2019-07-12 02:31 am (UTC)(link)
Certainly gives a different meaning to peach fuzz.
myheartglows: (tony | humor in dark places)

[personal profile] myheartglows 2019-07-12 03:52 am (UTC)(link)
The next text pops up slower than the previous ones. Tony has to smother his smile first. God, he wishes moving into the compound with Steve were easy. Logistically, no problem, but he's not talking about the physical baggage. Moving in seemed simple at the time, but everything seems simple in that half-floaty state. Just the next morning—just later that same night, reality crashed down onto him. Okay I concede. That was good, he sends finally.
myheartglows: (tony | okay but what if i didn't)

[personal profile] myheartglows 2019-07-12 04:35 am (UTC)(link)
Yet you still hopped on and persisted without prep...... Tony continues adding lines of periods after the initial message, which at least implies teasing.
myheartglows: (tony | i might be leaving soon)

[personal profile] myheartglows 2019-07-12 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
You better have. I'll be dropping by jet lagged as hell Friday morning. You can show me what else new you've learned.
Edited 2019-07-12 05:13 (UTC)
myheartglows: (tony | who smelt it dealt it)

[personal profile] myheartglows 2019-07-12 05:41 am (UTC)(link)
Sounds exhilarating. Can't wait.
myheartglows: (tony | oh my sweet lullaby)

[personal profile] myheartglows 2019-07-12 09:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Tony almost replies with how it's not a vacation, but he recognizes when a conversation is winding down and he needs to catch some Z's before he skips ahead in time anyway. Wish you were here, cherry blossom, he texts with another (somehow obnoxious) kissy face. With a sigh Tony shuts his tablet screen off and lies down.