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some fluff after Hands of Clay chapter 29
May. 22nd, 2017 02:46 pm@musings-on-bucky-barnes left a comment on the latest chapter of Hands of Clay re how Steve must have felt during the “Mom hugs are the best hugs” debacle, so I wrote the (fluffy, fluffy) aftermath.
Set the night of the last chapter of Hands of Clay
Abraham sat back, glancing at his watch. "Steven, when do you want to drive home?"
Steve rubbed his hand over his mouth. "What time... Hell, it's almost ten."
"That's why we got the kids into their PJs before letting them watch that movie." James pushed his coffee cup away. "You two need any help getting Clint out to the car?"
"Nah." Steve blinked a few times. "I think I'm getting old, even I'm ready for bed."
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Set the night of the last chapter of Hands of Clay
Abraham sat back, glancing at his watch. "Steven, when do you want to drive home?"
Steve rubbed his hand over his mouth. "What time... Hell, it's almost ten."
"That's why we got the kids into their PJs before letting them watch that movie." James pushed his coffee cup away. "You two need any help getting Clint out to the car?"
"Nah." Steve blinked a few times. "I think I'm getting old, even I'm ready for bed."
( more behind the cut )