it’s not that steve isn’t religious, he just doesn’t go to church all that often. you don’t really go much either, but it’s easter and his parents expect the two of you to go, then join them for lunch. “i’m exhausted.” you mutter, opening the door to his house, taking off your heels. he smiles. “thanks for putting up with my parents, baby.” he says softly, helping you out of your coat.