captain sinks back into the seat , sliding a little lower than necessary . muscles feel exhausted , thighs almost shaking now that they are finally facing some relief . his hands hot within the gloves that he brushes off once the shield is placed beside him . truly , he would have been glad for any sort of back-up . no matter who would have come to get him out of there , they would have earned his utmost gratefulness . it was fortunate though , that a group of friends had been on the receiving ends of his sos .
out here , it was their territory . they knew they way around , knew who stood on which side , knew where to go , where to hide , where to find resources . they knew , because it was their home . so , when ocean gaze meets her face not too far away , captain finds warmth rushing into his cheeks . friends . or more . perhaps . once . for a few seconds .
he quickly looks down once the gloves have come off . perhaps not the best appearance – hair spiky because he'd worn the helmet , suit dirtied with the blood of foreign creatures , cheeks rosy ... but that one not because of the fight . it might be his only chance to set things right , considering they barely stepped foot on the same planet . so , regardless of nerves brewing within him , steve carries himself over to her . " hey ... thanks for the back-up . that got a little ... intense out there . i'm glad you were there . you and the others , of course . " @empantis