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love_bingo prompt "Forbidden Love"
Day Dreamin' Boy
“I had this weird dream about Tony last night,” Steve said, staring at his hands which were folded as his wrists rested on the bar.
“Not the one of the two of you and you were at the zoo?” Darcy asked.
“No, he was completely clothed in this one,” he said, thankful that this dream had not been another in the long list of Naked-Tony dreams he’d had lately, but embarrassed at that the fact that there were so very many.
“Shame,” Darcy said. Steve thought perhaps she was using the sarcasm that had become so popular since what he still thought of as ‘his time’, but upon studying her face, he found Darcy didn’t appear to be kidding.
“I’m sorry, Darcy, I still have trouble with sarcasm,” he said.
“I do not kid about your sex life,” she told him, “even if it is just your dream one.”
Steve felt his face heat up and knew it must be a spectacular shade of red.
Darcy laughed. “I’m sorry,” she said. “I don’t mean to embarrass you. Well, yes, I do a little, but it’s only because you make it so very easy and you’re so very adorable when you are.”
“I am a super-soldier, a super hero, and I’ve punched Hitler - I am not adorable.” Steve felt his face turn into what bordered on a pout and nearly cursed.
Darcy’s lips twitched, but she did him the favor of containing any further mirth. “I get your attraction to him. I really do.”
“I. Am. Not. Attracted. To. Tony,” he ground out. “Why do I tell you anything?”
“Because you love me. Also because you have to tell someone or you’d explode from pent up sexual frustration.” Steve had no response to Darcy. He just dropped his head into his hands. Darcy continued, “I’m sorry. Honestly! Okay, what happened in this dream you had where Tony was totally clothed?”
“He asked me to dance.”
Darcy pressed her lips tightly together in what was an obvious attempt not to start laughing again. After a moment, she cleared her throat and asked, “Well, did you say yes?”
“I woke up before I answered,” Steve said.
“What is so weird about that?” Darcy asked. “He asked you to dance – big deal.”
Steve shifted his stance uncomfortably, “Darcy, it’s a big deal for a man to dance a slow dance with another man - even if they’re both clothed.”
“Nobody cares about stuff like that anymore,” Darcy said, waving a dismissive hand.
“Yes, Darcy, yes they do. Maybe not in every circle and maybe not like it was in my day, but they do care. More importantly, I care.” Steve stared at Darcy, willing and pleading with the young girl to understand. Really, she was about the same age he was when he’d volunteered for the experiment that had turned him into Captain America, but more and more he felt like an old man in a new world.
“Coward,” she said.
“Excuse me?” Steve asked, unsure if he’d heard her correctly.
“You heard me. Mister superhero, super-solider, I-punched-Hitler is a coward.”
“I’m not a coward! You’ve seen what we face!” he shouted.
“Yeah, well, none of that seems to scare you. That’s not bravery, that’s reckless abandon. It’s Tony and how you feel about him that actually frightens you.” Steve felt his jaw drop and dangle but wasn’t sure there was anything he could do about it now. She continued, “I mean seriously, this has been going on with you for ages and you’re in complete denial and the only reason for denial is fear. I get it. I totally do. Tony is, well, difficult and egotistical and he’s in love with himself enough that he doesn’t seem to need it from other people, which I’ll grant you, is intimidating, but my point still stands.”
Steve realized Darcy hadn’t taken a breath through that tirade when she gulped in the air after she was finished. He wondered how hard that had been for her to tell him. Steve knew he wasn’t always the most level-headed, easy to talk to person since he’d been defrosted. A smile slipped over his face and before he knew it he was laughing harder than he had in a long time. He watched the tension he hadn’t noticed before drain from Darcy’s face.
“You’re a good friend, Darcy.” He kissed her cheek. “I don’t know what I’d do without you.”