Peggy starts to fold her clothes and hang the appropriate ones, unable to stop himself from staring at him. It keeps happening, where she stares at him like she's going to lose him again, and when she's done, she ends up sitting on the edge of the bed (the only bed in the room) and reaches out to take his hand in hers.
"Steve," she murmurs, her voice a strangled knot of emotion. "I missed you so much," she murmurs. "I still can't believe that you're here. That you're here with me and we're working together again. And I love every single version of you," she promises. "No matter your height or weight or measurements."
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Date: 2016-11-09 04:34 am (UTC)"Steve," she murmurs, her voice a strangled knot of emotion. "I missed you so much," she murmurs. "I still can't believe that you're here. That you're here with me and we're working together again. And I love every single version of you," she promises. "No matter your height or weight or measurements."