Trooper Station, Friday

[firstofitskind]

Liam? Still a little on the broody side when he made his way into the station today. At least, until he started checking over the paperwork and saw the typo-ridden reports Rosa had been filling out earlier in the week.

"... Why didn't she just try using voice-to-text?" Liam wondered, even though he was pretty sure he knew the answer to that question (pure Rosa Diaz brand stubbornness, that was why).

Right, okay, looks like today would be spent deciphering those reports. At least it would keep him busy?

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Steve hovered by the doorway. "You look busy," he said. "Am I interrupting important paperwork or just paperwork?"

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Liam looked up and grinned. “You’d be an entirely welcome distraction, honestly,” he admitted. “Unless you’re here regarding something that’s actual police business. Then you’re still welcome, but not exactly a distraction.”

It was Fandom, so he was assuming the former.

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"I told Leroy that he'd have to file a complaint about the woodchucks with you personally," Steve said, grinning and oh-so-casually put his left hand (and its new accessory) up on the door jamb.

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“I’ve already told the raccoons I’m not deporting anyone,” Liam rolled his eyes. His gaze followed that oh-so-casual movement, eyebrow raising as he noticed that new accessory.

“Anything interesting happen lately?” he asked pointedly.

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Steve's smile was like sunshine. "Maybe."

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“Maybe, he says,” Liam said, shaking his head. “Well, don’t just stand there, come on in,” he waved at the chair opposite his desk. “I wanna hear about this maybe-interesting thing that’s happened.”

[heroic_jawline]

"We went to Paris," Steve said. "He rented a wing of the Louvre."

And then Steve missed it because he was kidnapped and tortured, but details. On the surface: very romantic.

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Just a hazard of the kind of lives they led!

“And here I just made dinner,” Liam sighed dramatically. “Clearly I’ve got to up my game.”

[heroic_jawline]

"She said yes, didn't she?" Steve said. "The over-the-top part is just...Tony being his most him."

[firstofitskind]

Liam hadn’t even been referring to the proposal part of the evening, just the general Valentine’s Day part.

“She beat me to it, actually, remember?” Liam said, grinning at the memory. Steve had been... not thrown, exactly, it seemed, by the idea of a man wearing an engagement ring, but it was definitely not something he was used to.

Looked like he’d gotten over that, though.

[heroic_jawline]

"That's right," Steve said, laughing and shaking his head. "Sorry. Your ring actually inspired me to get one for Tony. He just beat me to asking."

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“I feel like there’s some sort of... irony, maybe, in there?” Liam mused. “That me being asked before I could ask inspired you to ask, except then Tony managed to ask first.”

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"Tony'll love hearing that," Steve said. "He like beating me to things."

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"Verity's like that too," Liam commiserated. "So competitive."

As if the two of them were not also so.

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Steve grinned--Steve hadn't basically stopped grinning for a week--and nodded. "Very unseemly."

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Liam could hardly fault him for that; he’d pretty much been the same way in August. And then again in January after they’d actually gone and gotten married. “The worst,” he agreed. “On the bright side, Tony being Tony means you probably won’t end up with a quickie wedding in Vegas.” Not that he regretted it, like, at all, but there were still some vague plans that hadn’t yet materialized about a party to celebrate.

[heroic_jawline]

"No, us being us means that there's a 70 percent chance of some archvillain showing up, monologuing, and attempting to kidnap the maid of honor. Who would stab him," Steve said.

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It should be noted that Liam had only the vaguest idea what Steve and Tony did beyond teaching at the school, but... that still tracked.

"Followed, I'm sure, by half the guest list," he reasoned. "But she's got dibs."

"Although," he said after a beat, "that does raise an interesting question."

[heroic_jawline]

"Which is?" Steve asked, arching up an eyebrow.

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"Do you each get a maid of honor and a best man? Or do you have to pick?"

Liam could tell you all sorts of information regarding same-gender wedding (or equivalent) ceremonies in a multitude of different species, but when it came to humans? He only had his human father's and his own to draw on, here.

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"I'm not sure we've actually thought that far," Steve admitted. "But I'm pretty sure Jan and Natasha are going to end up running the wedding whether we ask them too or not."

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“Again, unless you run off to Vegas,” Liam grinned. “In which case I can get you in touch with a
chupacabra who does an excellent Elvis impersonation.”

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"It's terrifying that I've been here long enough to not immediately assume you're kidding," Steve said.

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“I’m absolutely not,” Liam confirmed. “Verity’s world is... well, humans are the dominant sapient species, but definitely not the only one.”

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"That's still pretty hard for me to wrap my mind around," Steve admitted.