[ He can't help it. All the confusion and worry does not outweigh the need to kiss Merlin. A man - emphasis there - he hardly knows beyond work. But he finds himself needing to kiss him. It's the strangest thing. ]
[Merlin isn't expecting the kiss, but he's finding a lot of things are unexpected about Steve Rogers, and it's one of the things he likes about him. He returns it more than willingly, though this time he lets Steve guide them. His hands wander a little, just appreciating him with light touches before coming to rest at his shoulders again. He is suddenly grateful for the fact that he'd thought to put a couch in his office.]
[ This one isn't going to last long. Steve is-- still kind of hesitant about the whole thing. Kissing in general is not something he has a lot of experience in. So, he keeps it simple. Sweet and long and not very deep. Honestly, this was just fine for him. Appreciating Merlin, touching him along his arms and shoulders.
He can't get wrapped up. He's got a lot of thinking to do. And it wouldn't be fair to Merlin to lead him on thinking something else might happen. Plus, who knew how long they really had. He breaks the kiss... but lingers close. ]
We should probably stop before we get interrupted.
[Merlin's perfectly happy with the pace too, not complaining in the least when Steve pulls back. He just gives him an understanding smile and reaches for one of his hands, squeezing it gently.]
You're probably right. And I have some work to do, fighting you gave me some...useful results.
[he can't help the innuendo there, sorry Steve.]
I'll text you before my mission, and we can work out where to meet up for drinks when I get back. [He pauses for a moment, a little hesitant to ask this question.] Will you drop by again before I leave? This one might be...difficult.
[and he doesn't mean by a new recruit's standards]
[Merlin chuckles, appreciating Steve's humor about the situation. It's why they work so well together.] I'll be the luckiest agent out there if you do. I'll see you later, Steve.
[He makes good on his word before his mission, texting him occasionally (but not too often, he hopes) with casual updates, even a selfie or two. He's a little awkward about that, but somehow he makes them look decent regardless. He goes quiet the day before his mission, but he does next him before he leaves.]
[ He missed him. A lot. He probably shouldn't so soon but absence did make the heart grow fonder. Texts were a decent bandage but couldn't substitute for the real thing. The short time distant had been better. Steve had definitely decided he knew he liked Merlin and wanted to be with him. He was still working on the rest.
Now. To be on his way to wish Merlin good luck. He's still in the neighbourhood and it doesn't take long to get to him at all. ]
[It's almost a term of endearment, really, calling him that. He waits for him, and tries to calm his building anxiety by focusing on the pile of paperwork on his desk. It wouldn't do for Steve to see that he's nervous about the upcoming mission.]
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Fair enough. Merlin it is. Unless I want to really get your attention.
[ He won't, though. Not unless it was serious. ]
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I don't think you'll ever have a difficult time getting my attention.
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He can't get wrapped up. He's got a lot of thinking to do. And it wouldn't be fair to Merlin to lead him on thinking something else might happen. Plus, who knew how long they really had. He breaks the kiss... but lingers close. ]
We should probably stop before we get interrupted.
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You're probably right. And I have some work to do, fighting you gave me some...useful results.
[he can't help the innuendo there, sorry Steve.]
I'll text you before my mission, and we can work out where to meet up for drinks when I get back. [He pauses for a moment, a little hesitant to ask this question.] Will you drop by again before I leave? This one might be...difficult.
[and he doesn't mean by a new recruit's standards]
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[ Texting, visiting, he's only just now realizing that he was already pretty eager to do those things. Just-- didn't. Because they were professional.
Things have changed now. Steve stands to take his leave. ]
Text me before you leave and I'll give you a good luck kiss.
[ Things were easier if you turned them into jokes. ]
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[He makes good on his word before his mission, texting him occasionally (but not too often, he hopes) with casual updates, even a selfie or two. He's a little awkward about that, but somehow he makes them look decent regardless. He goes quiet the day before his mission, but he does next him before he leaves.]
Plane leaves in a few hours. You busy?
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[ He missed him. A lot. He probably shouldn't so soon but absence did make the heart grow fonder. Texts were a decent bandage but couldn't substitute for the real thing. The short time distant had been better. Steve had definitely decided he knew he liked Merlin and wanted to be with him. He was still working on the rest.
Now. To be on his way to wish Merlin good luck. He's still in the neighbourhood and it doesn't take long to get to him at all. ]
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[It's almost a term of endearment, really, calling him that. He waits for him, and tries to calm his building anxiety by focusing on the pile of paperwork on his desk. It wouldn't do for Steve to see that he's nervous about the upcoming mission.]