That would be one wasted trip, honestly. Because James wasn't going back to his own world. Firstly, he didn't think he'd get that chance, and even if he did? He was almost sure he wouldn't take it. He sure as fuck wouldn't let Steve follow after him to a place like that.

Where else would he go, that was something he hadn't thought of yet, but it was a decision that could wait, anyway. For now he was here, and he had a feeling he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon.

James let out a surprised sound when Steve kissed him, but he didn't fight against the hold, biting on his own lips when Steve broke the kiss. His gaze swept over the other man's features, then wordlessly he stepped back when Steve released him, turning around and heading into the bathroom, already removing his shirt as he reached for the tap and turned on the shower, leaving the door open as an invitation for Steve to join him whenever he felt like it.