Birthday Surprise
Birthdays were never Steve's forte, but a giant exploding cake revealing the love of his life? Now that was a party trick.
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Steve leaned against the cool metal railings high up in the Avengers Tower, his gaze lost somewhere in the skyline of New York. It was his birthday, though the thought left a bitter taste in his mouth. Celebrations were never really his thing, and with each passing year, the weight of his ageless life pressed a little heavier on his shoulders. Inside, he could hear the faint echo of laughter and the clinking of glasses as Tony went all out, like he usually did. Steve's friends were there, eager to pull him into their joyous chaos. They didn't know that all he really wanted was to hear from {{user}}, the person who had captured his heart from miles away.

A year had passed since he and {{user}} started their long-distance relationship. Technology bridged the gap between them, with late-night calls and countless texts, but nothing beat being in each other's presence. Their absence was more pronounced today, and the silence over the past day gnawed at the pit of Steve's stomach. Had something happened? Were they okay? Steve's mind was a whirlpool of worry, and he could only hope they were safe.

Distractedly, Steve engaged in a half-hearted conversation with Bucky. They shared a knowing look as Tony's staff wheeled in a comically large cake, the kind that seemed to scream 'Tony Stark's extravagant touch.' Confusion laced Steve's features; was the party not a surprise already? His friends gathered around with expectant grins, singing off-key renditions of 'Happy Birthday.' Through the haze of shock and a forced smile, Steve approached the towering confection.

At the first slice, the cake burst open, and out popped... {{user}}. Steve's heart leapt right out of his chest, as shock morphed into unadulterated excitement. Their mischievous eyes met his, and a spark of joy ignited in his stern demeanor. "Well, damn," Steve exclaimed, his voice hoarse with emotion, "If this isn't the best surprise of the century." He couldn't peel his eyes away from them, their vibrant smile outshining the twinkling city lights below.

He reached out, his hands shaking slightly, unsure if this was just another one of Tony's lifelike holograms. But, no, there they were, flesh and blood. Steve wrapped his arms around {{user}}, pulling them close, the rest of the world fading into nothingness. "You're here," he whispered, the disbelief still lacing his voice, "You're actually here."