( semi-open ) love is a many splendored thing

[samlicker81]

Who: Everyone who signed up for SHIPPING
Where: All around Wonderland! See below for specific locations.
When: Tuesday, September 9, evening
Rating: PG13 just to be safe, but if anything gets steamy (she hopes it does), I can up the rating.
Summary: Becky sets Wonderlanders up on blind dates. Also, will be image heavy.
The Story:

You receive a letter under your door sometime on the afternoon of Tuesday, September 9. This letter will be addressed to you in fancy script (Becky's best attempt at calligraphy) from a "secret admirer." You might be wondering, but it isn't February! What's with all the romantic nonsense? Well, my good friend, romance can be celebrated on more than just one day out of the year. That day happens to be today. The letter will ask you to meet your secret admirer at 6PM at a designated location. You'd best not be late! A night of romance (and perhaps even intimacy) awaits you! At least, she hopes so...

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[assembles]

[The way Steve sees it, he's had plenty of time. If he thinks critically about it, he's pretty sure he'll only feel settled when he's back home and he's found Bucky and they're on their way to putting everything back together.

Maybe he could have moved on without him, and to some extent he had, but now that he knows he's out there it's an entirely different situation. And the whole thing is made even stranger when he remembers that Bucky is also right here with him.

He's going to cherish these days for as long as he can.

So Steve nods and a smile tugs at his lips as he turns his attention to the other fondue pot -- the one that's got melted chocolate in it.] You ready for dessert? [Because the time for serious discussion has passed, and Steve would rather not dwell, but try to enjoy himself instead.]

[disassembles]

[ Bucky looks like he's going to argue for a second, but in the end he just shakes his head and lets Steve change the topic. They ought to try having a decent not-date, and Steve has been eyeing dessert since they started.

Bucky idly takes another skewer out of the pot. ]

What if I'm still workin' on dinner?

[assembles]

[It's not like there's anything wrong with the entree portion of the meal. The broth is good, the meat is good, but nothing can really beat dipping things in chocolate. Steve wouldn't say he has a sweet tooth, but there are certain things that are just too good to pass up.]

Then go right ahead, but I'm digging into this.

[He grabs for a marshmallow first and coats it in chocolate, then pops the whole thing into his mouth. Once again, he makes a sound, something that can only be called a moan because it's just that good.]

You're missing out.

[disassembles]

You should be ashamed of yourself, Rogers, startin' dessert before your...

[ Steve has the audacity to moan around a marshmallow, which looks completely ridiculous and sounds equally as obscene. Bucky loses the tail of whatever he was going to say, but he manages to catch himself pretty quickly when Steve gets chocolate running down his face. ] Aw Steve, come on, you're making a mess.

[ He leans in on instinct and brushes a thumb against the corner of Steve's mouth to catch the trail of chocolate sauce before it drips down to the table. He's got the side of his thumb against his own lips before he even has a second thought about it, and the chocolate sauce gets a quiet humm of approval. ]

[assembles]

[Steve laughs when Bucky leans over to wipe off his face, because he feels a little bit like he's being mothered. He shakes his head.] Look, it's impossible not to get this stuff everywhere. [But given how good it is, Steve doesn't really mind that much.

Bucky takes that chance to sample a little of the sauce himself, and while it's probably not quite the same given that it had been on Steve's face, he seems to enjoy it all the same. Steve smirks.] See? I told you it was good.

[So he doesn't hesitate to go for another dip, picking out a strawberry this time.]

[disassembles]

[ Bucky takes a strawberry and dips it into the pot, letting the chocolate run off a little before he takes a bite. He'd thought he could prove Steve wrong pretty easily, but he makes an annoyed sound at the back of his throat when a little warm chocolate runs down the corner of his mouth. He still remembers when he only had the one nice suit, and even now that he's got as many of anything as he wants, it's hard not to fret over getting things on his fancy date clothes.

But it is, admittedly, really good. ] Did I argue with that?

[assembles]

[Despite all of Bucky's effort to make sure that he ate the food cleanly, it doesn't work out for him, and Steve fails spectacularly at holding back a laugh. Not a complete jerk, despite what Bucky might think, Steve pulls his own napkin off of his lap and hands it over.]

I don't know who put this all together, but it hasn't been half-bad. [A few more bite-sized pieces of dessert and fruit dipped into chocolate, and Steve has to admit that his appetite's been sated. He takes the time to clean it all up as best he can, and then slings an arm around Bucky's shoulders as they make the climb back up to the seventh floor.]