( he smiled at how much Bruce seemed to care. gosh, he was so 𝙘𝙪𝙩𝙚 sometimes. it made Steve’s stomach do little flips.
his eyes softened a bit as he watched the other for a moment, almost reaching to touch him but kept his hands to himself instead )
I promise I’ll eat something good, for you.
@grrndoor.bsky.social﹙ wincing down from his rejection, bruce pushed them out once again soon enough.
his head was pounding. it shouldn't hurt this bad already. ﹚
No, no, please just take them so I can get back to work.
I don't mind. And you need to- well, it'd be good if you got something nice.
Please?