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𝓔𝓵𝓸𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓢𝓲𝓵𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓮

Natasha wondered about Steve. A man out of time. A soldier, a protector, a captain, an Avenger.

She wondered about his life. The life he never got to live. The story that caught dust in the pages of history. Neatly folded in the far corner of the shelf, frozen in time.

Natasha wondered if he found peace in the ice. Was it quiet? Did the cold manage to freeze the pain with the man himself? Or was it filled with nightmares of freezing water and fading voices?

The files didn't talk about them. They talked about the choice, the impact, the future. The man remained a mystery.

Natasha wondered about Steve. A mission partner, an ally, a leader, a pillar.

She caught him staring at the picture of Peggy. She didn't ask. She saw him trying to sketch Bucky from the time left behind. He looked happy, lively eyes replaced with the hollowness of the Winter Soldier.

His hands had shaken that day. She had held them. The touch had been feather light, the intent hadn't.

He had requested to sketch her. She had given a smirk. He had fumbled. She had given him the green light eventually.

Natasha wondered about Steve. Steve Rogers the man. Just... the man.

She could gaze into his eyes forever and still wouldn't figure out why he is the way he is. The blue depths pulled her in and sometimes... sometimes she let herself get lost.

She was used to knowing everything about everyone. But with Steve, she didn't mind the uncharted territory.

Everything didn't need an answer.

She liked it this way.

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𝓡𝓮𝓪𝓵𝓲𝔃𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷

Going anywhere near him after his overblot was...

Different.

You never feared him, not until what he did.

One would argue that the other six overblots were no better.

Indeed.

Yet, reality was often more... difficult to deal with.

It was chilling to think you were trapped in a dream limbo. Not just you, the entire sage's island.

... What was the guarantee that everyone was going to walk out of it alive?

Maybe that wasn't the worst part. The worst part was how detached he looked. He didn't seem like he 𝘵𝘳𝘶𝘭𝘺 𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘥.

Sometimes his detachment from your reality made you realize he was not one of you. All of you could treat him normally, that still wouldn't change who he really was.

At first, you thought the fear was absurd, assumptious, performative even. The constant warnings, the caution.

You were starting to understand it now.

His love was burning, all consuming. You were tempted to feel it but you wanted to avoid it at the same time.

All consuming looked pretty in theory...

.....Until it wasn't.

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𝓝𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽𝓼

"It is unusual for you to stay up this late."

"Unusual for me or for you?"

"Silence as a companion is unsuitable for you."

"To sit with silence is to sit with your deeds."

"I suppose. You are acting different tonight."

"Is that bad?"

"Different isn't equal to bad."

"What brings you here?"

"Deeds, as you put it."

"Is that guilt I see?"

"A fair amount of deeds are born out of guilt, child of man."

"Sounds like a double edged sword."

"If only things were that simple."

"Guilt... that gives way to fear... is the foundation of miscalculations. Fear often blurs the line between what one does and what should be done."

"Wistful idealism."

"You say that like it's a weakness."

"I do not."

"You imply it."

"It's late, child of man."

"Is that a retreat?"

"A suggestion."

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𝓞𝓫𝓼𝓮𝓻𝓿𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷

His eyes were 𝘶𝘯𝘪𝘲𝘶𝘦.

There was a certain pull you couldn't quite ignore. The lull of the unknown, the call from the very depths of the distant past.

It was addictive, dangerous even.

You never 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘵𝘰𝘰 𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘱.

The lights flickered overhead once, followed by a power cut. You lit a candle. Shadows danced in the corners of Ramshackle. Thunder rumbled outside, the first drops of rain could be heard hitting the ground.

"You seem to be deep in thought, child of man."

Startled, you turned around. Your breath extinguished the candle.

There was a green you never noticed in his eyes. Vibrant, deep.

... Alive.

Was it just a reflection? Or were his eyes glowing?

The serpent like purple slits were daring you to keep looking, an invitation to walk through a forbidden door that might never close.

"Child of man?"

"Ah... Yes, sorry."

You looked away.

𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚 𝙙𝙤𝙤𝙧𝙨 𝙬𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙩 𝙩𝙤 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙮 𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙙.

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