friendr;

[neversurrender]

	Friendr
«		»
	» Age: Older than I look. » Seeking: Friends and sparring partners mainly. » Preferences: That's a bit presumptuous. Let's have a conversation first. » Interests: Baseball, dancing, learning about the world. This world in particular. Art. » Bio: Looking for people with similar life experience. I have a military background and was a former Art Major in college.
	base code by photosynthesis
	Steve Rogers
	« ✘ ✔ »

Comments

text; un: dickipedia

[absolutperfection]

So like 28, 29? Cause, buddy, you don't look old enough to say something like that.

text; un: captain.rogers

[neversurrender]

Closer to 100. It's a long story. Short version: I was frozen for about 70 years.

[absolutperfection]

I'd say that's great, the staying young and handsome so long, but can't imagine anyone frozen for 70 years is happy about it.

What kind of dancing?

[neversurrender]

It was harder to handle after I first woke up. But I found things to pass the time.

The formal kinds. Ballroom. A little bit of swing. My waltz is pretty good.

[absolutperfection]

Yeah? I'm not so bad myself.

Gonna get straight to the point. We both like art and dancing, so we have enough in common to hold down a conversation. There's a pre New Year's party tomorrow night. Wanna be my plus one?

If we meet up and you can't stand me, I won't hold it against you if you go.

[neversurrender]

Art and dancing is definitely a promising start. And I do happen to be free tomorrow night. So yes, I would like that. What kind of party is it? Should I bring anything? Is there a dress code?

[absolutperfection]

Casual. A nice button down, slacks. No suit.
Just yourself.
Tell me where to meet you and I'll be there at nine.

[neversurrender]

That I can do.
How about outside the community housing building?

[absolutperfection]

Sounds good.
I'll be there.

[TJs pretty damned pleased with himself. He's got a handsome date and the night's looking up already. Getting dressed is a good time. He puts on the only nice clothes he has here, exactly what he'd told Steve to wear but in all black, and he spends a few extra minutes making sure he'd gone through the checklist.

Hair. Breath. Cologne. Check, check, check.

Ten til nine he heads down to stand outside the front doors of the housing building, jacket curled up around his chin to block out the cold.]

[neversurrender]

[Casual or not, it's been awhile since Steve was last asked out on a date. Or since he's had time to even go on a date. Keeping low in a foreign country kind of kills most dating opportunities. So he's just a little nervous and feeling a little rusty while he sorts through the few items of clothing he's been able to collect.

He settles on a pair of dark grey slacks and a nice dark blue button up that brings out his eyes. He's opening the door and stepping out only a minute or two after TJ arrives. It's better to be a little early then late after all.

Seeing him standing there his expression goes from surprise to a smile that he hopes is suitably charming.]

Hi.

[Smooth.]

[absolutperfection]

[TJ glances up when the door opens and how'd this guy get so damn big. Drank all his milk as kid or something. He exhales, breath a hazy white cloud as he straightens up and steps forward. And keeps stepping forward until he's right in front of Steve. There. Now he can see how much of height difference they have. Nothing really, but he does not have anything on the guy in the muscle department.

But it's not his practically perfect body that has TJs nerves shooting sky high. It's the charming smile. Great. He's probably a doofus inside that beefcake exterior. Kryptonite to all the TJ Hammond's in the world.]

Hi.

[He sticks his hand out into the small space between them.]

TJ. [A slight, thoughtful pause.] You look amazing, by the way.

[neversurrender]

[He inhales sharply as TJ steps into his space unexpectedly, but he fights the urge to act. There's a lot to be said about reflexes even in a situation that shouldn't be threatening. And he doesn't feel threatened exactly, he's just not used to being in such close proximity with someone outside of his group. If Natasha could see him now she'd probably fall over laughing. This is what he gets for refusing to go out on regular dates and learn how to act naturally.

Swallowing, he rallies to bring his smile back and accepts TJ's hand in a firm grip.]

Steve. And thank you. You clean up pretty good yourself.

[Oh god. His flirt game is so weak with disuse. Help.]

[absolutperfection]

Well, thanks sweetheart.

[It was genuine and that was appealing, in its own right. TJ preferred sincerity even if he wasn’t always as keen to give it. But Steve started with that and TJ was helpless but to reciprocate.]

How about you take my arm and make everyone at that party damn jealous?

[Of TJ, that is. Steve was hot. Beautiful even. He was lucky to have him join him tonight. He sticks his arm out in invitation, holding it crooked at the elbow.]

Figured we could dance. Eat. Learn about each other.

[neversurrender]

[He snorts softly in amusement but does as asked, sliding his arm under and around TJ's. It's been so long since he'd last walked like this with anyone. Even the spark of attraction he'd felt with Sharon had been snuffed out before getting anywhere.

It felt...nice. To feel wanted like that again.]

You sure know how to make a guy feel special. [It's teasing but he's more then pleased with that game plan. He loves dancing and food. The conversation would just be a bonus.]

Why don't we get a head start on that last bit? [They do have a good walk ahead of them.] How long have you been here?

[It seems like the most obvious place to start.]

[absolutperfection]

[TJ grins and uses the grip on Steve's arm to tug him closer. It was nice having a warm body pressed so close. Especially one that was so attractive. And sweet.]

Only because you're making it easy.

[They do have a bit of a walk ahead of them and TJs not really in a rush to make it there fast. In fact, they don't have to make it there at all. He's just pleased to be out on the date and whatever happens, happens.]

About a month. Yourself?

[He had to assume at least longer than him. Maybe not but Steve appeared confident in that regard.]

Not really in a rush to go home either.

[neversurrender]

[Steve grins at him and allows himself to be tugged closer. He has a tendency to run hot, so he can act as a built in heater against the cold weather at least.]

Really? Not much longer then me. I arrived a couple weeks ago. At the beginning of the month.

[He tosses TJ a questioning look at his following statement.]

Why is that?

[absolutperfection]

[Though he's bundled up for the low temps, TJs grateful that Steve runs hot. It's nice to feel toasty while they're on their walk. It means that they can take their time.]

Yeah. Haven't been here all that long.

[Still getting his footing and figuring out where he stands.]

There's nobody there.

[He shrugs. He's not good company for himself.]

[neversurrender]

[He goes quiet for a moment at the admission, regretting that he had asked. When he had first woken up from the ice he had felt like that, lost to his home and everyone who had ever mattered to him. He hadn't had anyone then. Not until the Avengers.]

I'm sorry to hear that.

[Time for a redirect.]

What about the Quarantine? Neither of us have been here long, but you must have some opinion of it so far.

[absolutperfection]

[TJ didn't mind the question. Steve wanted to know why he didn't like being in his room and that way why. He didn't have anyone there. His twin, his Nana. Hell, even his parents wouldn't be minded.]

I think there's something fucked up going on.

[He presses closer to Steve's side, a frown tugging his lips down.]

Don't know what. But this is all pretty strange, right?