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4. Just A Day

There was a knock at the door then Hunter peaked his head into Steve's office. "Steve, I'm gonna head out. Do you need anything before I go?" Steve shook his head. "Tristan's picking up drink slinging pretty quick. I can lock up." "But it's Valentine's Day. Don't you and Edward... ?" "It's

4. Just A Day
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There was a knock at the door then Hunter peaked his head into Steve's office. "Steve, I'm gonna head out. Do you need anything before I go?"

Steve shook his head. "Tristan's picking up drink slinging pretty quick. I can lock up."

"But it's Valentine's Day. Don't you and Edward... ?"

"It's just a day," Steve chuckled. "Bruce and I used to make such a big deal out of it when we were kids and an even bigger deal of it when the relationship was dying. I love Edward the same, every day, no matter what. I don't need a little card decked out in hearts to remind me."

"Well as someone who's still ‘a kid' and finally dating someone on Valentine's Day, I'm eating this shit up."

Steve kissed him on the cheek. "As well you should, baby. What have you and the officer got planned?"

"Not sure. Fitz made reservations somewhere. He wants it to be a surprise."

"That's sweet." Tristan came rushing into the office.

"Um... if we run out of Grey Goose, I can substitute with Ketel One, right? Like no one can tell the difference?"

Steve sighed. It was going to be a long night.

*

With everyone out to dinner or hitting the cruisier bars hard, Steve made the executive decision to close up shop early. He tried Edward's phone, but it went straight to voicemail, so he just said good night and cabbed his exhausted ass home. When he opened the door, he was greeted by a table covered in candlelight and rose petals marking the path from the door to the table. Edward was sitting at the end, beaming ear to ear.

"I thought we said we wouldn't make a big deal of today," Steve said.

"No, you said. I didn't agree to nothing," Edward said coyly, getting up and inching his way to Steve, wrapping his arms around him.

"I don't need a day to remember that I love you, Edward."

Edward kissed Steve tenderly. "Nor I, babe. I just love the excuse to love you extra. Now sit your tired ass down. I made your favorite dinner." As Steve sat down, he noticed a serving tray with a domed lid waiting at his seat. "Why don't you start with appetizers, babe?"

Steve lifted the dome lid. Underneath was a little blue ring box.

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