"So it's not weird that we're talking instead of trying to kill each other?" Steve was trying to learn but he wasn't exactly welcomed by either group. "Am I like anything else out there?" Part of him homed that he wasn't since it didn't seem like most supernatural beings were the type of people he wanted to associate with but he also didn't like the idea of being alone. The Howling Commandos were his pack but part of him didn't like the idea of not having someone else that really was pack.
Realizing how it must have sounded when he'd said 'better', he flushed slightly. "I didn't mean... I'm not better than anyone else. I just don't think I'd fit in with a normal pack. And since I'm not a normal werewolf..." If packs were anything like his old neighborhood, he'd constantly have to prove himself if he did end up in a pack.
"Thank you. This is what I always wanted." As he spoke, his blush brightened. Trying to ignore how pleased he was over that compliment he focused on Tony instead. "You shouldn't go without sleep too much. Especially when you're nocturnal. It can't be good for you." Steve didn't really know how vampire physiology worked but there had to be a point when even a vampire needed sleep. Usually that point happened at the worst time. The thought caused him to swallow hard, startled at how worry tightened his chest.
He liked Tony. He respected him and thought of him as a friend. He was something else according to the wolf even if Steve didn't know what that was. But that didn't explain the ache he felt when he thought of Tony being hurt.
"I don't need someone to lead me home, but..." His tone was teasing until Tony moved closer and touched his chest. Then he forgot whatever else he had planned to say. Breath stuttering, Steve had to remind himself to breathe. Which was a bad idea because suddenly he caught Tony's scent and... "You smell good."
Why did he have to blurt that out? He sounded like an idiot. Or worse, he sounded like he couldn't control the wolfish part of himself. "I - uh - sorry. I didn't mean to say that out loud. I - sorry."
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Date: 2015-03-21 03:04 am (UTC)Realizing how it must have sounded when he'd said 'better', he flushed slightly. "I didn't mean... I'm not better than anyone else. I just don't think I'd fit in with a normal pack. And since I'm not a normal werewolf..." If packs were anything like his old neighborhood, he'd constantly have to prove himself if he did end up in a pack.
"Thank you. This is what I always wanted." As he spoke, his blush brightened. Trying to ignore how pleased he was over that compliment he focused on Tony instead. "You shouldn't go without sleep too much. Especially when you're nocturnal. It can't be good for you." Steve didn't really know how vampire physiology worked but there had to be a point when even a vampire needed sleep. Usually that point happened at the worst time. The thought caused him to swallow hard, startled at how worry tightened his chest.
He liked Tony. He respected him and thought of him as a friend. He was something else according to the wolf even if Steve didn't know what that was. But that didn't explain the ache he felt when he thought of Tony being hurt.
"I don't need someone to lead me home, but..." His tone was teasing until Tony moved closer and touched his chest. Then he forgot whatever else he had planned to say. Breath stuttering, Steve had to remind himself to breathe. Which was a bad idea because suddenly he caught Tony's scent and... "You smell good."
Why did he have to blurt that out? He sounded like an idiot. Or worse, he sounded like he couldn't control the wolfish part of himself. "I - uh - sorry. I didn't mean to say that out loud. I - sorry."