Steve feels this tug in his chest when Winter goes to wipe at his face with his hand - and then his sleeve. A tug that turns into something bigger, all-encompassing, when Winter actually says he loves Steve, too. Not that Steve had said it to hear it back - absolutely not - but there is something about hearing it that hits like something physical, only in a really, really good way.

Actually, it's not so much a hit as a pull, like a magnet. "I'm gonna move a little closer," he says, waiting a beat before he does, scooting closer on the bench and pressing his shoulder up against Winter's. Just leaning a little, and maybe hoping Winter will lean back.

"You're a really good you," he adds, maybe to lighten the moment just a little, but also? He means it, dumb as it sounds.