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You said it yourself, bitchwe are the guardians of the galaxy!
At least that’s what Steve thinks it is.
Part of Steve’s routine every week or so, is to check out Tony’s music library. He has an incredibly expansive music library.
At first it was just because Tony was always on him about listening to ‘real’ music, and getting caught up. It’s helpful, Steve thinks. Tony certainly has his preferences, but overall he has a pretty wide range of music available and Steve would rather take a chance and randomly find a gem than ask for recommendations and get nine different opinions from seven different people. He learned his lesson the first time they tried to watch a movie together as a team.
Then Steve notices the playlists. The playlists with odd names. Some are a mixture of letters and numbers that Steve quickly realizes are times and dates (sometimes he’s even able to correspond them to specific events), there are a handful of playlists named after people (“Clint” never fails to make Steve laugh), and then there are ones that look like gibberish. A string of letters that look like someone smashed their fist against the keyboard while occasionally hitting the ‘shift’ key. Steve’s a little proud at how quickly he manages to decode those.
Eventually Steve learns how to use them as a barometer for Tony’s mood. JARVIS helps by populating the playlists with statistics regarding what Tony listens to. He learns to scale back the banter when Tony’s been listening to what Steve mentally refers to as the ‘Fuck Off’ list, to find an excuse to visit him in the lab when he’s listening to his ‘I’m Sad But I’ll Never Admit To It’ list, and then Steve finally gathers the courage to kiss him stupid when JARVIS kindly points out the list that Tony tends to listens to whenever Steve leaves the workshop. The one that’s full of songs Steve knows that Tony would never admit to listening to. Songs that make Steve smile.
So Steve isn’t really surprised when, the day of their first ‘official’ date, a new playlist pops up. The name of which makes Steve’s body heat all over. His nerves are a bit shot, despite how well he and Tony know each other he knows that in their situation even this simple step is a huge one. His stomach is in knots and he keeps bursting into a fit of hysterical giggles whenever he thinks about it. Steve knows that he should resist, that he should wait and see what songs Tony’s chosen for that night when it happens… but he can’t help but peek. He uses his nerves as an excuse, maybe it will calm him down to get insight into Tony’s mind for the night.
He’s expecting heavy bass and slow, sensual beats. It surprises him when the sound of a bright, happy guitar fills his bedroom.
Baby, when I think about you, I think about love
Darlin’, don’t live without you and your love
If I had those golden dreams of my yesterdays
I would wrap you in the Heaven ‘til I’m dyin’ on the way
Feel like makin’
Feel like makin’ love
By the end of the song, Steve’s cheeks hurt from smiling and he finds that the coiled tension in his body has completely evaporated.
Steve is head over heels for one of the smartest men in the world, a man who was kidnapped and tortured and came out the other end a hero. A man made of iron and so full of bravery that sometimes it takes his breathe away…
But mostly, Steve is in love with the dorky goofball who makes playlists full of cheesy, sappy love songs for when he makes love to his new boyfriend for the first time.
And he couldn’t be happier to admit it.
Jensen Ackles | JIBCon 2011 [x]
I shouldn’t be alive… unless it was for a reason. I’m not crazy, Pepper. I just finally know what I have to do. And I know in my heart that it’s right.
Jensen while Jared talks about how quickly his Twitter feed updates [x]