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for @asgardianhammer | Steve & Thor
Things were quiet in a way they rarely were anymore. It wasn't peaceful. More … empty. Steve stood on one of the overlook balconies, palms resting flat on the cold rail, watching the city lights pulse below. It looked alive from up here, unaware of the way loss still hung in his bones like wet cloth he couldn’t peel off.
He didn’t turn when he heard the heavy footsteps behind him.
❝I've never felt more alone.❞ His voice quiet and raw around the edges. He laughed under his breath, but it wasn’t exactly amused. It was small, human, tired. ❝It's funny. I can stand in a room full of people and always feel like ... the odd man out.❞
He finally looked over his shoulder at Thor. ❝You ever feel like that?❞ He asked softly. ❝Like the world keeps running and you just … stay still?❞
He shifted to give Thor room beside him, like he had no doubt the god would take it.












