A.N.: This is the last drabble you guys.

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Disclaimer: Sadly no it's not mine.

Reach

Max walked beside his love down the street, the waning sunlight bathing the houses' roofs in golden hues. He looked down at the hand swinging next to his longingly.

Out of all the different caresses, kisses, and various touches Max loved one simple gesture above them all: holding hands. To him holding hands was one of the most meaningful of touches. It was considered a basic gesture between couples, but to him that simplicity made it so special.

He had been in a relationship where affection was nil. He'd been in one-night stands—unknowingly—where even kisses had been shared. But holding hands had been avoided and that's what made it so important to him. The gesture did not herald sex it was just…an act of intimacy. To him holding hands meant that his presence was desired at his love's side. It spoke of a connection beyond the sexual, of a bond that transcended carnal urges.

That's how he knew Steve was the one. Steve had been the first person to ever take his hand in his. The day the commander had taken his hand was a revelation that left him reeling from its meaning. In that moment for the first time he'd felt not like a mere object but a person wanted and loved. Sometimes, Steve held his hand when they made love and the meaning of that gesture along with such an intimate act often left him on the verge of tears.

Max's jumbling thoughts would have rambled ever onward had a warm hand grasping his not halted them. He looked down at the hand and entwined their fingers. Feeling lighthearted, he leaned on his mate's shoulder. "Anato."

"Yeah?"

He adored the way the sunlight reflected in intense aquamarine eyes and kissed creamy skin giving it a golden glow. "You are the owner of my heart," he nearly whispered, feeling somewhat bashful.

Steve broke his pace to cast a glance down at Max with an inquiring gaze. "You're not usually so sentimental babe."

"I know."

Steve resumed walking, Max in tow.

The doctor smiled to himself when the larger hand squeezed his smaller one. Happy and content he heaved a breathy sigh.

FIN

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Later Taters ^-*