There is actual motion happening, which is good, because Steve is starting to act like a kid at Christmas, jittery, moving fast and certain, steps quick on the stairs, shooting glances at Danny that he probably thinks Danny doesn't see or notice.
Like he thinks maybe Danny's going to change his mind, halfway up the flight, or by the time their feet hit the landing, because in Steve's world, that's a thing that might happen, somehow, apparently, which Danny finds insane. How could he be expected to turn around and leave, to change his mind, to stop and think and reassess, when Steve is next to him, ahead of him, ink tracing tantalizingly out across the dropped waistband of his pants,
Looking eager. Looking like he wants the stairs to drop into an escalator and pull them both up, because the fifteen seconds it takes to run up them is apparently too long, and he keeps glancing over, until Danny puts a hand in the middle of the back and shoves him forward, out of the way and up to the landing, grabs onto the back of Steve's pants and uses it to help pull, push, drag. Manhandling them both up to where the stairs end and they have only a few steps to stumble towards the bedroom.
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Date: 2013-05-27 05:54 pm (UTC)There is actual motion happening, which is good, because Steve is starting to act like a kid at Christmas, jittery, moving fast and certain, steps quick on the stairs, shooting glances at Danny that he probably thinks Danny doesn't see or notice.
Like he thinks maybe Danny's going to change his mind, halfway up the flight, or by the time their feet hit the landing, because in Steve's world, that's a thing that might happen, somehow, apparently, which Danny finds insane. How could he be expected to turn around and leave, to change his mind, to stop and think and reassess, when Steve is next to him, ahead of him, ink tracing tantalizingly out across the dropped waistband of his pants,
Looking eager. Looking like he wants the stairs to drop into an escalator and pull them both up, because the fifteen seconds it takes to run up them is apparently too long, and he keeps glancing over, until Danny puts a hand in the middle of the back and shoves him forward, out of the way and up to the landing, grabs onto the back of Steve's pants and uses it to help pull, push, drag. Manhandling them both up to where the stairs end and they have only a few steps to stumble towards the bedroom.
He does, actually, remember where it is, Steven.