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It was warm. The sun was shining brightly in all its glory, emitting enough heat that no one would be outside. Well, no one except the two "captains". When both their teams confronted them about it they just argued that the trees would provide enough shadows and cool to shield them from the sun. Besides, there was enough wind that being under the trees wouldn't be so hot.
So that's where they were. Under a big, strong tree. With broad leaves and a lot of branches to shield them from the sun, not completely though. Through the little gaps between leaves and branches, the sunbeams still seeped through, but that was fine by them. They didn't need to be completely covered for it to be nice.
They had put a blanket under them, it was soft so they could lay there and not feel uncomfortable. Steve had brought a bit of food and some books and Quill brought his Zune and a board game named Scythe. He had bought it the previous week and thought Steve would like it. It was inspired by 1920s Europe.
They had come here 10 minutes ago, and Steve had his head pillowed on Quill's thighs reading something while Quill searched for songs on his Zune calmly. It was a nice afternoon. You could hear the birds chirping, some animals move around the bushes.
Nothing was happening around the world, it was as if the world had gone quiet. The villains resting, choosing this day to stay hidden and not cause trouble, and they were grateful. The week had been spent fighting lab rats, literally, and filing papers and press conferences, at least for the Avengers. The Guardians had been in pursuit of a criminal that escaped Knowhere and brought him back 3 days later. They wanted a break from all that, and some time to themselves and their partners.
Drax and Mantis had left hours ago to go to the shops and do whatever. Natasha and Clint have been on the beach since 9 in the morning and were probably planning on staying 'til late, considering all the bags they had and food. Tony and Bruce were tink8lerinv with everyone's suits and weapons, while Bucky and Sam did who-knows-what (Steve had a growing suspicion that they were sleeping).
It was nearing 12 and Steve was starting to get hungry. Don't get him wrong, he ate, and well. They (Bucky, Thor –who was currently off-world with Loki–, and Steve) had eaten 20 chocolate-flavored crepes with cream cheese and strawberries between each one, while the rest just had 2 pancakes and scrambled eggs. He heard his stomach make a weird grumbling sound and looked up at Quill sheepishly.
"Give me a grape?" Quill smiled and put on I'm not in love in his Zune on a medium volume, so it would be more of a soothing sound rather than a tune to sing and put it down. He went to the basket they had and grabbed a bunchstem, putting it in his lap. He grabbed a grape from it and took it to Steve's lips, and he gladly took it from his fingers and started chewing on it.
The grape was green, not violet, so it had sort of an acid taste to it. But Steve preferred green grapes instead of violet ones, and seedless–trust them, eating a grape and almost swallowing the seed isn't funny. He said that while violet ones were refreshing and juicy, green ones were more flavorful and since Quill doesn't truly mind they brought green ones.
After Steve swallowed the grape he felt another one pressing against his lips and he opened and took it in his mouth while he read. Between the of them, they ate half the bunchstem, and then Quill put it inside the basket again. He leaned back and rested his back on the tree trunk behind him. He closed his eyes and started scratching Steve's hair softly.
He hadn't realized he had fallen asleep, it was only when he felt something heavy on top of him that he knew he had slept for quite some time. He opened his eyes he was met with silky blond hair strands almost on his mouth. Steve had his back to him and was singing to a song he didn't recognize in a low voice.
He smiled and kissed the top of Steve's head, tightening his legs around him. While he had been sleeping, Steve had lodged himself between his legs. Steve's back was to him, his ass was on the floor, almost on his crotch, and his knees were pulled high to his chest with his arms around them.
It didn't look like Steve had noticed he was awake, even with the kiss. He found that kind of insulting, so he set his mind to proving he was conscious another way. Since the moment they met Quill knew Steve was ticklish, he just had that childish energy that screamed I'm ticklish in big, bright red letters. And his best friend, Bucky, had confirmed that for Quill after he attacked Steve in the living in front of everyone present with no shame whatsoever.
From that moment everyone took every chance they could get at tickling Steve doing it, hard. It often ended with Steve crying and yelling at the assailant to stop, but other times, when Steve was completely relaxed and undisturbed, it ended with him giving really cute giggles and occasional hiccups (which have been recorded by almost everyone, even Hill).
Quill only did it when he wanted Steve to laugh and smile brightly when the latter wasn't willing, and it worked every time. It was even better when Steve didn't expect it, he would jump and try to defend himself, which always ended with both sides in a heap on the floor laughing.
Quill smirked and started moving his hands very carefully to Steve's, moving slowly so he didn't bother the Captain. When he had positioned his hands 4 hairs away from his boyfriend's neck, he took a deep breath... then attack.
The effect was instantaneous. Steve stopped singing and gave a very screechy shout, arms flailing to the nape of his neck. He started doubling over, lowering his knees, trying to escape his boyfriend's assault to no avail. Quill started laughing at the same time Steve said between laughs, and small yells, "L- let me go you freak!!"
Quill stopped but didn't let go of Steve. He put his arms around Steve's torso and pulled him closer to his chest. He kissed Steve's head and stood up, pulling Steve with him. He took them out of under the tree and told Steve to stay where he was. He grabbed his Zune and put on Running Home To You. He quickly went to Steve and bowed a little, keeping his head up and holding his hand out, "May I have this dance?"
Steve smiled and nodded. Quill grabbed Steve's hips with one hand and Steve's right hand in his left. They started swaying slowly, almost stationary. They stayed close, barely separating.
They stayed like that, dancing and spending some quiet alone time until the sun had gone down and the moon and stars were shining brightly in the night sky. Then they went to Steve's room, where they usually stayed, if not there then Quill's space in his ship. They fell asleep together, holding the other tightly and Quill spooning Steve. They shared one last sweet kiss before giving in to the darkness.
And Steve did, in fact, love Scythe.