Scared

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I am in a Russian elevator, With Steve, Robin, my younger brother, Dustin and Erica.

Dustin had somehow found out a secret Russian code from cerebro, and he got me and Robin and Steve to help him translate it. Then, When we translated it he wanted more. So then he got the most brutal girl named Erica who has a very large ego to climb through a vent to open some doors from that's for us here.

And now I was sitting in a Russian elevator, not being able to fall asleep when everyone else is.

I slowly tip-toed over everyone, trying to figure out different scenarios where I didn't die. Which, didn't work, so I tried to find openings or secret ways to get out. But gave up very quickly.

I groaned, and slid my body down the wall to sit down, hugging my knees.

"Y/N?"

I look up, to see Steve awake and very confused.

"Just go back to sleep Steve." I huff. He comes to sit beside me, tip toeing as well over Robin and Erica.

We both just sat there, staring into the nothingness. Hearing little snores here and there, and they just filled the tension in the air.

I liked Steve, quite a lot actually. and Dustin says he likes me but his current occupation in flirting with girls tells me otherwise. And it gets very awkward with him, a lot. But I just brush it off.

I hung my head low, feeling defeated.
"Are you alright?" He asks, looking at me.

I sniffle, Those words are what breaks my bridge into crying.

"No, I.. I'm scared." I sigh.

Within an instant, he pulls me to his side, holding my waist tight, I lay my head in the crook of his neck and cry into it.

"It's.. It's okay to be scared, due to our circumstances." He says, reassuring me.

"It's a human feeling, I may not seem it but I am literally terrified, I don't know if we will make it out alive." He said, sounding very serious.

"You always protect everyone, but please. Think about yourself, and yourself only now." He says, rubbing my back slowly.

"What do ya say? Can you?" He says softly.

"..Okay.." I say back, Sniffling intensely.

I slowly start to feel a bit tired, to the point where I can't keep my eyes open. I slowly put my head more into Steve's neck and hold onto him, He holds onto me tighter and strokes my hands till I fall asleep.

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