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"I still didn't need a special potion to live almost 100 years."

Steve rolled his eyes as you poured yourself coffee.

"I thought dogs could have caffeine." Steve chimmed, pointing to your coffee mug.

"You try turning into a furry beast every month, Rogers." You snarled in his direction. Steve only laughed as you drank your coffee black.

You both sat in silence for a moment.

"Almost 105 years." You admitted, rubbing some 50 year old stretch marks. You didn't get any now, your body took it's sweet time learning to adapt to your transforming. You still get sores though. Must be the age.

"Yeah. Last few years have been crazy. Heh. Remember you had to save me when returning the stones?" Steve asked, seeing you immediately looked annoyed.

"You got horny for Pegs. I remember dragging your ass back." You huffed, leaning against the counter.

"Yeah. Thanks again. I... almost forgot everything I had here." Steve said honestly, rubbing the back of his neck.

You snorted. "How could forget thoa giant heater?" You teased, referring to yourself.

Steve chuckled softly before walking to you.

You stood up as Steve hugged your waist. You both shared a small kiss before Steve turned on some slow dance music.

"Can I have this dance?" Steve asked. You nodded before Steve lead you out of the kitchen.

You rested your head on his broad shoulder while holding his hand. Your free hand rested on his back.

Steve's hand rested on your hip while he held your hand like it was glass. He kissed your head as you both started dancing in the living room.

You never felt this relaxed in years, especially with Steve.

Your diamond ring shined in the sunlight as Steve's wedding band glimmered.

"How do you think Bucky is?"

"Annoying Sam."