Steve closed his eyes, relieved that Brock still wanted him. Even if one day they broke up and he moved on, he knew he'd always have a special place in his heart for Brock, who had cared for him when he didn't look like much. When he was just some kid from Brooklyn, with no future.

"How about we leave discussion of family for after the war, okay?" He opened his eyes and smiled at Rumlow. "We both might want to find a pair of nice dames and settle down, then, but neither of us can do that now, right?"