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Steve glanced behind him where Sharon and Bucky were cuddling on the couch. He'd join them, usually, but inspiration had struck and he knew he needed to paint the image he had in mind before it was gone forever. With careful, precise strokes the canvas came to live. In front of Steve, a beautiful landscape.
Not just any landscape. It was the place where he had come home to his lovers. The place where they all confessed their love. Their very first kisses. It was special.
Steve joined his lovers as the paint dried. Exactly where he wanted to be.