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𝐡𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐰𝐧.     /     @heroneed​ said :  ❝  wait for me, i’m coming with you.  ❞

WHEN THEY’D PARTED WAYS AFTER GERMANY, SHE WOULD HAVE BET MONEY ON THERE BEING A LONGER INTERIM BEFORE SEEING HIM AGAIN ------------ he’d had his own business to attend to, and she’d gone UNDERGROUND to avoid giving ross the satisfaction of getting to collar her himself. (   of all the names and titles she’d had since graduating from the academy, ‘enemy of the state’ is certainly one she hadn’t exactly ASPIRED TO.   ) but here she is; here THEY are after walking side by side down a busy patch of pavement in brussels ------------- in her glorified shoebox of a flat. 

decor’s a little barer than she would have liked if she’d known COMPANY was coming over, but he didn’t giver her much time to go shopping for a new set of throw pillows. but they’re called SAFEHOUSES and not COMFORTHOUSES for a reason. “sit,” she’s shoo’d him towards the sofa that doubles as her BED (   depending on if there’s a sheet draped over it or not   ) more than once already. 

her patch up kit is a little LIGHT on supplies; and what is there is more than a few years old. it’s been awhile since she’s needed not only a place like this, but the kit she keeps above the sink. so he gets treated to a string of obscenities as she rummages through what’s left, realizing she’s going to have to head back out for a few things. which of course, once she mentions it, has him making his way vertical once again. 

         “you’re supposed to be sitting. and you can’t. not this time. it’s just down to the corner, and i don’t need half of brussels seeing captain america out to buy some hydrogen peroxide.”

[thehangedhero]

birthday smooches for the old man 🎉💖

jack’s old  /  @heroneed .

     he happily accepts this.

     it eases his mind to know that no matter what happens, steve will always be older than him.

[thehangedhero]

@heroneed  said :  ‘what’s this between us?’

     there it is again  --  that pang in his chest, where it felt like his heart was in his throat so tightly that he couldn’t catch his breath.  thumb running along the tops and dips of the other veteran’s knuckles, able to feel the body heat against his front, though they weren’t touching ;  it felt like that was how things were.  close, never together, no matter the circumstances.  someone always talked, the news always got out.  after breaking a camera and nearly punching the owner in the face for being on his property in the first place, things were getting out of hand.  

      “ you  know  what  it  is ,  steve . ”  spoken softly, another whispered hush of words between them.  “ ...  what  should  we  do ? ”

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                         PLOTTED STARTER // @heroneed

             ☽                     familiarity  was  NOT  something  katherine  was  keen  on,  considering  she  had  no  idea  how  long  she’d  really  STAY,  but  she  was  only  human,  right?  steve  had  become  a  nice  CONSTANT  at  work,  and  she  couldn’t  deny  his  friendly  smile  was  a  nice  REPRIEVE  from  the  otherwise  lonely  hours  that  filled  her  days.  when  the  bell  above  the  door  dings,  a  SMILE  etches  itself  across  her  features  as  a  familiar  face  walks  in  and  finds  himself  a  seat.        ❛   hey  there  STRANGER,  nice  of  you  to  drop  by.  you  want  your  usual?   ❜

                   she’s  already  got  a  coffee  for  him,  setting  the  WARM  mug  down  in  front  of  him  before  she  steps  BACK,  pulling  her  order  pad  from  her  back  pocket.  from  the  moment  she’d  taken  this  job,  there  was  something  about  the  others  PRESENCE  that  had  been  CALMING  to  her.  he  didn’t  cause  the  normal  jitters  that  men  usually  brought  out  of  her,  and  he  was  RESPECTFUL,  something  katherine  had  never  seen.     ❛   i  also  just  helped  the  chef  make  some  rhubarb  pie.  TOTALLY  recommend  that.   ❜

[thehangedhero]

@heroneed  said : 🙊

a cliche meme  /  accepting !! send 🙊 for our muses to meet up in secret.

     given their notoriety, going on dates was absolutely out of the picture.  jack morrison and steve rogers had already had so many contrasts drawn between the two of them by the media :  sky blue eyes, sunshine hair, strong jaws, positions of power.  it made morrison feel a bit narcissistic, if he was honest.  but letting steve into his apartment at midnight, chinese food waiting for them in the kitchen and a rented movie in the player already made it feel more like they were having an affair than anything else.  the excitement was there, the adrenaline, though in reality  ...  they weren’t even doing anything wrong.  

     “ hey  handsome .  run  into  any  trouble ? ”

[thehangedhero]

don't mind steve, he knows those shoulders ache - so he's just gonna rub 'em for a lil while 💖

     and don’t mind jack as he melts into the touches.  he’d be purring if he could, head back and tension easing away.  leave it to steve to save the day again.

[thehangedhero]

@heroneed  said :  “ i  brought  you  a  blanket . ”

     jack propped his head up on his palm, elbow against the pillow, laid out in bed on his stomach and covered by nothing more than a sheet  --  and of course, here comes steve.  it curled the edges of his lips into a smile, blue hues glancing briefly to the blanket before watching rogers’ face again, allowing himself to stretch out and relax in his nice warm bed.  the silhouette of his body under white sheets was illuminated by the shine of moonlight in his window, a hand reaching to touch the empty space next to him. “ come  over  here  and  cover  me  up ,  handsome ? ”

[thehangedhero]

@heroneed  said :  “ this  is  breaking  my  heart . ”

     he can hear the stress in his voice, see the lines of worry etched across normally adonis-like features.  it hurts to see it, to see rogers fretting over him.  it causes him to step closer, hands cradling his face as they stand together in a rare, private moment.  “ stop , ”  jack all but pleads with him, foreheads together, thumbs stroking the highs of steve’s cheeks, “ this  was  part  of  the  deal  when  i  took  this  job .  i  knew  this  could  happen . ”  it didn’t make it any easier, seeing the riots and crowds calling for jack’s blood on the streets.  he was the figurehead of overwatch, every decision that was made by the board was on his shoulders, whether it was good or bad.  people used to love him and trust him, but now, given the internal sabotage and failure to keep promises  ...  morrison wasn’t in a high standing.  the opposite, in fact ;  he was bearing the brunt of it.  people wanted him to resign, to step down, people even called for his trial and execution.  but it was just  --  the way things were now.  a sad smile finally breaks the somber expression, pressing a warm, brief kiss to the other’s lips.  “ it’ll  be  okay.  i’ll  be  okay .  i  promise . ”