The easy smile Raylan was wearing spread along with Raylan's off hand, breaking into a grin. RAylan's enthusiasm for his friends being happy was genuine and very earnest. Happiness was rare and being in love was one of the best things in the world.
"Yeah?" He claps a hand on Steve's shoulder briefly. "Congratulations! If we were anywhere normal, I'd absolutely suggest a double date night-" He'd lived in Suburbia for a few years, he knew how it could work.
"-But without the actual goin' out, its a little less fun. Though a round or three of pool.." It was an idea.
That smile goes a long way to settling something in Steve's stomach; it's even a little contagious, because his own grows a bit, too. He's grateful he didn't have to spell it out, even if it seems a silly thing to be grateful for. But it also feels good to be able to tell someone. Someone he trusts not to go spreading it around.
The suggestion does make him laugh, trying to picture it. But he and B used to do things with Godric. Not dates, of course. But still. They haven't done anything like that in a long time. It would be... nice, he thinks. And actually pretty normal, even in a place that isn't.
Hopefully it won't blow up in his face.
"Being someplace normal is overrated," he says, glancing up. "But that sounds nice. Last time I was on a double date, both our dates were into - well. He was going by Bucky, back then. God bless him, he'd always try to find me someone, but it never went well."
That kind of personal security was something that Raylan understood on a deep level. Don't worry pal, he's got your back.
"I think we could work somethin' out. A picnic and.. Volleyball or somethin', I don't know. And there's no chance that B's gonna steal the stage of attraction, so you're at least safe there," he says with a chuckle. It wasn't that B wasn't an attractive man, or Steve either, but Raylan liked these kinds of situations because there wasn't that worry or competition.
It was a far cry from brunch and cheese and wine dates, the marriage fare, but he liked it.
"What do you guys not like doin' I suppose would be the easier place to start."
Steve offers an understanding smile - it's true, he's never been on a double date where all parties involved were actually going steady. Even when Bucky was, in the past, Steve never was. It sounds a little crazy, to do something like that now, but hey - what is this damn ship, if not crazy? And he thinks B might get a kick out of it.
"You know, I've never played volleyball," he muses, trying to picture it. "Could be interesting."
Although as for what they don't like: "I guess I'm not big on swimming," he admits, grimacing a little. "Beaches are fine, though - people play volleyball in the sand, right?" And Flint is probably (possibly, at least) pretty fond of beaches and water, he'd guess.
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"Yeah?" He claps a hand on Steve's shoulder briefly. "Congratulations! If we were anywhere normal, I'd absolutely suggest a double date night-" He'd lived in Suburbia for a few years, he knew how it could work.
"-But without the actual goin' out, its a little less fun. Though a round or three of pool.." It was an idea.
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The suggestion does make him laugh, trying to picture it. But he and B used to do things with Godric. Not dates, of course. But still. They haven't done anything like that in a long time. It would be... nice, he thinks. And actually pretty normal, even in a place that isn't.
Hopefully it won't blow up in his face.
"Being someplace normal is overrated," he says, glancing up. "But that sounds nice. Last time I was on a double date, both our dates were into - well. He was going by Bucky, back then. God bless him, he'd always try to find me someone, but it never went well."
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"I think we could work somethin' out. A picnic and.. Volleyball or somethin', I don't know. And there's no chance that B's gonna steal the stage of attraction, so you're at least safe there," he says with a chuckle. It wasn't that B wasn't an attractive man, or Steve either, but Raylan liked these kinds of situations because there wasn't that worry or competition.
It was a far cry from brunch and cheese and wine dates, the marriage fare, but he liked it.
"What do you guys not like doin' I suppose would be the easier place to start."
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"You know, I've never played volleyball," he muses, trying to picture it. "Could be interesting."
Although as for what they don't like: "I guess I'm not big on swimming," he admits, grimacing a little. "Beaches are fine, though - people play volleyball in the sand, right?" And Flint is probably (possibly, at least) pretty fond of beaches and water, he'd guess.