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Queer Eye for the Cap Guy - Part 2

A/N: Hello my darling lovelies. So I can’t contain myself so I yet again sit on a throne of lies saying that I’d finish this whole thing before I published. I just can’t wait to share it with you. Right now, my plan is to update once a week on Sunday Nights/Monday Mornings. Fingers crossed I can keep up the pace. For now. i hope you enjoy. And I hope you all have a great week.

Story Summary: Bobby takes Steve shopping to figure out his taste. Who knew furniture could cause feelings?

Rating: K+

Warnings: Some angst and Sadness. Mentions of deceased family members, i think that’s it.

Word Count: 950

“I know when we talked at the apartment, you said that you didn’t really know what you wanted to see in your home style wise, so I wanted to walk you through your options so I can get a direction for the design.”

“Where do we start?” Steve asked, trying to stifle how overwhelmed he felt.

“Living room furniture.”

“Lead the way.”

“As we’re walking if you see anything that you love or something you hate just let me know.”

“Got it.”

“Don’t worry. We’re going to take it room by room. Nice and easy. I’m not asking for specific decisions, just a vibe.”

The super soldier offered a sheepish smile. He had immediately started scanning the room as they walked, keen eyes taking in each piece and assessing it the same way he would an enemy on a battlefield.

“So let’s talk a little bit about how you want the space to function,” Bobby prompted as they ambled through the aisles, wanting to diffuse the tension clearly growing in Steve. “What would you like to set aside space for?”

“I definitely want a space for my art. And my motorcycle. I love working on it. Especially with Bucky.”

“Okay, good to know. And I know you love the roof.”

“Yes, that’s my safe spot. It’s where I can go to just think. I’ve always liked being outside up high,” he admitted. “Used to scare the heart out of my Ma when I’d swing back in through the window from the fire escape. Always thought I was a burglar. She nearly clobbered me with a cast iron skillet one night,” he chuckled.

Bobby couldn’t help but study him as his eyes glazed slightly as a hundred year old memory washed over him.

“Of course, she also had my hide because I was apt to catch pneumonia that way.”

“She sounds like one fierce woman.”

“Absolutely,” he agreed fondly, focusing back on the present. “One of the strongest women I’ve ever known. I think I miss her more now than when I lost her. Of course I never expected to outlive her for this long,” he added in a whisper.

Bobby was sure he felt his heart break, and he was at a loss for what to say.

“I just hope that she would be proud of me.”

“I’m sure that she is. You’re a hero in so many ways to so many people.”

“I hope so. Sorry. I don’t know what came over me,” he mumbled shaking off the vulnerability.

“Never apologize for expressing your feelings. And thank you for being open with me.”

“You’re very easy to talk to,” Steve admitted with a half laugh and swiped at the tears that had gathered.

Bobby mimicked the action. “I’m glad you feel that way.”

“Is it normal to cry in a furniture store?”

“It happens more often than you’d think,” Bobby chuckled.

“Back to work now?” It was obviously a plea, so the older (younger) man nodded.

They had finally made it to the living room section, and the interior designer gestured to the seemingly never ending array of couches, armchairs, and coffee tables.

“Let’s talk couches.”

“I was thinking a sectional. One big enough to fit five adults who don’t like to sit on furniture normally.”

“Got it. Okay. So lots of lounging space.”

“Yeah. Definitely.”

“So something like this maybe.”

They walked to a large sectional about 15 feet away. It was a U-shape with two extended chaises on either end. It was deep blue in color and soft to the touch. But Steve could also guess from the fabric that it wouldn’t hold the heat like some others which was always a concern. He and Bucky always ran hot.

He pictured it in his loft.

Bucky sprawled out along the middle piece and Sam on one chaise. Natasha would be perched on the back of it, because she hated using furniture in the way it was intended. Of course eventually she’d fall asleep and start to roll. Bucky or Sam (whoever was closer) would yank her down between them without looking and the three of them would rearrange themselves into a complicated tangle of limbs that somehow was comfortable.

Meanwhile you would have started out curled up in the corner, shoulder to shoulder with him while Bucky dropped his head in your lap. But when he resituated himself you would shuffle your way over to Steve’s end, snuggling down in front of him.

The thought made him smile. That was one thing he definitely wanted from retirement.

“It’s perfect.”

“Good.”

They went through a few more options and discussed modern versus classic and what Steve would prefer. Bobby had good idea of how he was going to set up the space.

“Is anything that we haven’t talked about that you desperately want to see?”

“This chair. Or something like it.”

Steve ran his hand along a neat brown leather wing back chair.

“Interesting. Okay. What draws you to it?”

“We had one growing up. It was the one nice piece of furniture in our house. It had been a wedding present for my parents. During the winter, Bucky and I used to curl up in it under this giant blanket my ma knitted when she was pregnant with me. I’d love to have one now.”

“We can do that.”

Bobby’s Interview:

“Steve clearly hasn’t had a space that feels like it’s his own in decades. I want him to come home to a space that feels personal and not like a barracks. He also needs a space that acknowledges his past and sets him up to take on his future. And we can give that to him.”

A/N: I hope you enjoyed. Thanks so much for reading. See you next week!

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