When Maeve admits what she's after, Steve tries not to look too visibly delighted. He knows that stuff like this is hard for Maeve, even harder than it is for him, and he doesn't want her to be embarrassed.
"You want romance? Oh, sweetheart, I'll give you romance," he says very seriously, pressing a kiss to the center of her chest before rolling off of the bed. "Get in the middle of the bed. Hold on."
He knows that he's being ridiculous, but he runs out of the room and collects the two candles that he knows to be in the living room, realizing only belatedly that he isn't entirely sure that they're alone. He makes it back unseen, and then arranges the candles next to Maeve's on her nightstand, grabbing a lighter from the drawer (along with another condom), and lighting all the wicks.
After turning off the lights and locking the door, Steve excitedly comes over and hops on the bad, landing on his side next to Maeve, propping his head up on his hand, grinning at her. "Hello, beautiful."
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"You want romance? Oh, sweetheart, I'll give you romance," he says very seriously, pressing a kiss to the center of her chest before rolling off of the bed. "Get in the middle of the bed. Hold on."
He knows that he's being ridiculous, but he runs out of the room and collects the two candles that he knows to be in the living room, realizing only belatedly that he isn't entirely sure that they're alone. He makes it back unseen, and then arranges the candles next to Maeve's on her nightstand, grabbing a lighter from the drawer (along with another condom), and lighting all the wicks.
After turning off the lights and locking the door, Steve excitedly comes over and hops on the bad, landing on his side next to Maeve, propping his head up on his hand, grinning at her. "Hello, beautiful."