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[motherloving]

WHAT in person for maximum wish power
WHERE by the lake or anywhere
WHEN night of day 140
NOTES it's a tanabata post!

[ Bamboo trees line the shore of the lake tonight, trailing papers from their branches. Each one is inscribed with a wish mysteriously left by...someone. Some of them are generic, like "world peace," and others are kind of weird and random, like, "fishes with candy scales."

But if you touch one, the text on it might turn into one of your wishes. Maybe it's something innocuous, but maybe it's one of your deepest secrets.

Well, maybe you don't go to the lake tonight. In any case, the stars are luminously bright overhead, and looking at them instills you with a strange sense of nostalgia... ]

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[starspangledman]

[Steve watches him a moment, nuzzling softly at his temple]

What's on your mind?

[divasterous]

Mmm . . . you?

[starspangledman]

I'm right here.

[divasterous]

The future you.

[starspangledman]

The future me?

[divasterous]

Yes. Our future together.

[starspangledman]

How does it look to you?

[divasterous]

Better than anything I could have dreamed.

Maybe that's why I'm bad at wishes. I couldn't even conceive of being this happy.

[starspangledman]

[wraps his arms around him, holding tight]

It's all right if it takes some time, but I want to help you get there. I want you to know you can ask for more.

[divasterous]

When I have Steve Rogers wrapped around my finger? That sounds so greedy!

[starspangledman]

[laughs a little]

Is that all you want from me? To have me wrapped around your finger?

[divasterous]

Of course not . . . but, I mean. You don't need to give me anything else.

[starspangledman]

What if I want to?

[divasterous]

. . .

[touches Steve's lips with his finger, smiling softly]

What do you have that you haven't given me?

[starspangledman]

[smiles a little, kissing his finger]

I can't think of anything.

[divasterous]

That's what I'm saying. Aren't I so incredibly spoiled?

[starspangledman]

I wouldn't say it's spoiled.

[divasterous]

No?

[starspangledman]

No. Shouldn't a man have everything he wants from his fiance?

[divasterous]

[s-swallows, flushing]

I guess so.

[starspangledman]

So you've got my word. Everything. Anything. You just have to say the word.

[divasterous]

[smooths his hands over Steve's chest, his shoulders]

You're amazing.

[starspangledman]

[smiles softly, kissing him]

I love you.

[divasterous]

Ehehe . . . you do seem to.

[starspangledman]

I do.