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. . . steve & sam
"HOW'S the cutest little baby?" Esme asked as she walked through her front door to see Buttercup making her way towards her. Esme had spent most of the day getting checked by medical and filling out paperwork. She got an earful from both Steve and Zara once she had finished getting checked out. She was happy to pick up her cat the minute she reached her and hold her close.
"I'm good." Sam answered as he left the kitchen and joined Esme and her cat in front of the door. "Buttercup is okay, too." He teased, as he knew that was who Esme was really talking to.
"Hey." Esme smiled up at Sam, surprised that he was there. "If I knew you were here, I would have grabbed something." Zara had ended up driving the girl home, giving her little to no escape for the berating she gave her.
Agent Zara Patel had been Esme's handler since Coulson 'died' two years before. She was a lovely lady, who you wouldn't think worked for S.H.I.E.L.D. at first glance. She wore pretty and colourful tea dresses, always had her hair down, and was always smiling. Maybe that was what made her a great agent, you would have never known. Though as great as an agent that Zara was, she only knew that Esme was seeing someone ━━ she actually knew less than Natasha the more Esme thought about it.
Once Sam reached Esme, he pulled her in for a hug and gave her a quick peck on the lips, "I ordered Chinese, and it should be here in a minute." He said before giving her another kiss.
"Mmmm." Esme loved the thought of having Chinese food as she wasn't in the mood to cook. "You're the best." She smiled into the kiss.
"I know." Sam said, smugly. "How was work?" Sam asked as he pulled away, holding in a laugh as Esme pouted at him.
"Same old, same old." Esme shrugged as she couldn't say much.
"How are you?" Sam asked, as he knew she tended to come back hurt in some way.
"Pretty good, considering." Esme and Natasha had come out of the explosion with next to no damage to themselves, so Esme was counting that as a win.
Esme lent down to place Buttercup back on the floor, as she was starting to have enough of being held. Once Buttercup was back out the ground she disappeared off into some other part of the apartment.
"Thanks for keeping her company." Esme thanked her boyfriend.
"Didn't know when you'd get back, so I thought I'd check up on her." Sam shrugged as he pulled her back into his arms, resting his head on top of hers.
"How was your run?" Esme asked, as she remembered how she saw Steve that morning.
"It was good. Meet the Steve Rogers." Sam shrugged as if it wasn't a big deal, but Esme knew that it was a big deal to him.
