Paying Respects | Helmut Zemo - Part 9

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I woke up in a warm bed with a pair of arms wrapped around me. The smell of Zemo's cologne made me feel safe. The two of us have been traveling across the world just like we said we would a year ago. It was strange due to the fact that Helmut was practically in hiding. We couldn't do certain things because legally speaking, he was dead. Everyone thinks he is dead. So I didn't want anyone finding out that he was actually alive. Especially since that meant he would probably end up in some horrible prison somewhere. I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and turned to look at him. He was already awake smiling softly at me. "Good morning, Y/n. I hope you slept well." He said in his lovely voice. "Good morning. I slept great. How did you sleep?" I asked him curiously with a smile. He told me that he slept good also. We cuddled for a while before deciding to take a shower together. It was very sweet and relaxing; we didn't do anything sexual. Once we were finished we dried off and got dressed. We were currently in Switzerland, which was absolutely beautiful. It was cold too, so I put on a sweater and a pair of sweatpants. Helmut was wearing purple like usual, which made me smile. The two of us walked downstairs and he started maiming breakfast as I made us a pot of coffee. My phone buzzed, and I opened it to see a text message from Sam.

Sam: Hey, how have you been?

The two of us haven't talked in a while since he had a lot of responsibility being Captain America. But he makes sure to get in touch with me every once in a while. He really is a good friend.

Me: I've doing alright. What about you?

Sam: Busy. Lol
Sam: I thought to message you since we haven't talked in a while.

Me: I'm very thankful for that. :) I've been doing good actually, thanks.
Me: I hope you can get some time for yourself someday. Time for your family as well.

"Who are you texting?" Helmut asked as Sam and I talked for a while. "Sam." I replied. He smiled slightly before frowning a little. I knew that Helmut missed both Sam and Bucky, but there wasn't anything he could do about that. He couldn't let them know he was alive after successfully making them believe he was dead. Eventually Sam and I said our goodbyes. I sat down and ate breakfast hoping that one day Helmut could live freely without the fear of being arrested.

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