Cute Little Headcannon #1
Steve soon realizes he likes himself in pastel colors. He figures it out when he’s playing with chalk (read that story by searching #stevehcolors) and he gets pale blues, pinks, and greens smeared up his arms. He starts wearing softly colored t-shirts and pastel yellow and blue jackets. He’s always excited for a rare occasion to mess around with hair chalk. One day he’s sitting on the couch with his legs swung over Billy’s lap, watching the TV.
“So, pink huh?”
“Hm?”
Steve looks over at Billy who’s playing with Steve’s hair. There was still some barely noticeable pastel pink hairchalk left in Steve’s hair from a party he’d been to earlier.
“Oh, well, that’s-”
“It’s cute.” Billy mumbled with a grin. Steve blushed a little. He liked it when Billy called him cute.
“I mean, I think you look like a child, and it’s stupid, and you might as well ware a sign saying that you’re a princess waiting for a prince, but-” Steve cut him off by kissing his lips softly and slowly.
“…but what?” Steve raised an eyebrow, daring Billy to go on with any other list of reasons he shouldn’t ware pastel colors.
“….but I think you look adorable…”

