It's like a stupid damn of warmth shattering any door or wall that was before it.
When he can nearly see the way she shifts, uncertainly as Danny snaps suddenly, throws words at him. Like they are going to stick. Like they might be solid objects. Like Danny could lob it at his head, like the cue he's setting down with far more focus than Steve can ever hope to miss every second of. When that smile, yeah, it's spreading across the rest of his mouth.
"What?" Steve tossed back easily. Warm, sardonic and far too dark-honey-toned pleased for the cold shards of Danny's. "Are you admitting defeat before the end of this one already? I mean, if it was going to be that easy, I should have at least bet you twenty bucks on this thing."
When he doesn't really care that she laughs, except that he does. Christ. He cares because he knows it's going to fall on Danny like a rain of glass shards. Even when he's slams the cue forward, and sends the cue ball flying at the three harder than is necessary. Hard enough it sinks the three and the cue ball. And he really can't even give a damn that he's scratched on getting to have more, when he's standing back up, tall and leisurely straight, looking at the two of them.
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When he can nearly see the way she shifts, uncertainly as Danny snaps suddenly, throws words at him. Like they are going to stick. Like they might be solid objects. Like Danny could lob it at his head, like the cue he's setting down with far more focus than Steve can ever hope to miss every second of. When that smile, yeah, it's spreading across the rest of his mouth.
"What?" Steve tossed back easily. Warm, sardonic and far too dark-honey-toned pleased for the cold shards of Danny's. "Are you admitting defeat before the end of this one already? I mean, if it was going to be that easy, I should have at least bet you twenty bucks on this thing."
When he doesn't really care that she laughs, except that he does. Christ. He cares because he knows it's going to fall on Danny like a rain of glass shards. Even when he's slams the cue forward, and sends the cue ball flying at the three harder than is necessary. Hard enough it sinks the three and the cue ball. And he really can't even give a damn that he's scratched on getting to have more, when he's standing back up, tall and leisurely straight, looking at the two of them.