The touch makes him want to just melt into the younger man. It's ridiculous; catch Steve on a holiday and apparently you get the full force of his sentimental side. He gives a little sigh of contentment and mirrors the contact, leaning in to kiss Peter's cheek before they start to sway.

"So are you gonna lead, then?" he murmurs. "Hard to know who leads when you're dancing with the same gender, I guess."

Pause. "Not that that should matter, honestly. I guess whoever knows what they're doing better should lead, but then you'd have to give out your resume before every dance."