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❉ - Stretching their arms up, showing their midriff @ nat from steve
show a little skin ! + natasha romanov. / accepting.
eyes wander before she can control her reaction ; eyebrows RAISING, though appreciation danced over her features freely. she was comfortable with him enough so to allow a smile to stretch up a corner of her mouth, ALLOW her reaction to be seen instead of schooled into nonexistence. enough so to grab a throw pillow from the couch, fling it toward his head with a quick scoff pushing its way out of her throat.
“ not everyone does yoga in the middle of the room while wearing the tightest shirt in existence. have some RESPECT, rogers. ”
@ghostridden. ( steve rogers + natasha romanov. )
toes had wiggled their way underneath the MEAT of the other’s thigh ages ago. knees pulled up, back reclined along the arm of the couch they’d settled on after a long day at the office. paperwork, debriefings it HELPED, a little, that steve was willing to give up precious couch space for a little downtime.
though, what didn’t help was “ you have about five seconds to stop hogging the popcorn before i kick your butt, rogers. ” mild words, even milder language usage, but the sidelong glance she shot him spoke of how SERIOUS she was.
"just leave me." from leo ayyyyEEEE rip me a new ass
three word starters • accepting — @ghostridden
he most be JOKING. ( don’t be daft, charlie : you know him, perhaps better than most. leo doesn’t JOKE. ) with her fingers stained CRIMSON, she’s brought back, for a moment. suddenly, she is YOUNG, wrists bound, ankles tied. suddenly, she is losing EVERYONE she’s ever loved. her family vanishes from her vision just as quickly as the memory came, as does their BLOOD. she’s still left with leo’s, but she’ll be damned if she loses him, too.
it’s impossible to keep her fingertips from TREMBLING. in this low light, he looks more SUNKEN IN than she remembered ; charlie sees the deep set of his eyes, the hollows of his cheeks. when he speaks, she wants to SWEAR. yell at him some, maybe. ❛ that’s a SHITTY joke, sergeant. ❜ not LEO — she’s too mad at him for that.
but there’s no TIME for irritation, not right now. with the nffa hot on their HEELS, the only thing they have time for is survival. he’d said it HIMSELF, hadn’t he ? ❛ you’re not going to go back on your word now, are you ? ❜ it’s all she can do to keep her voice FIRM, even. with one hand still pressed to the wound, she pulls out her cellphone, dials laney once more. ❛ two minutes. laney said she’d be here in two minutes. can you do that ? can you just — stay with me, for two minutes ? ❜ it hurts to swallow, but it’s nothing physical. charlie feels her eyes burn, but she doesn’t cry. not yet, but — ❛ i didn’t think i was that awful company. ❜ her smile is WOBBLY, at best. still, she makes an effort. NORMALCY. two minutes.
in the distance, charlie hears the SQUEAL of tires. government trucks, or laney. leo is still PROTESTING, telling her to get the hell out of here, but charlie isn’t LEAVING. not without him. lone survivor doesn’t SUIT her, anymore.