𝗠𝗮𝘆𝗯𝗲 𝗜 𝗡𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗧𝗼 𝗦𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗠𝗲 (𝘙𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘈𝘜) ❶

Chapter 36

As if the Gods themselves were weeping at Marvel's loss, rain came pouring down from the sky. Everyone in the stadium had quietly dispersed within 30 minutes, finding no point in staying after the team's loss. Out on the field, only one person remained standing motionless in the rain.

Steve couldn't move. He was completely unaware of when the stadium had emptied or where his friends had gone.

Why would they care when he was the one who let them down?

His arrogance and stupidity had led to his own down fall. His desire to prove to his father that he was a winner had led him to fail the people around him, and ignore common sense. What burned the most was not just that he had failed but that he had done it in front of the person he had wanted to prove his worth too.

"Steve?" A voice beckoned him back from his pity party. He felt a hand being placed on his shoulder and a gentle force pulling him to face that voice.

Natasha was standing there with an umbrella in her hand. He couldn't believe she was still there after the disappointment he caused.

"Come on. Let's get you inside" She told but Steve didn't move.

Nat could see the emptiness in his eyes and sense he was on the verge of a break down. She dragged him inside the empty locker room and helped him strip out of his protective gear.

"Take a shower, Steve. I will wait for you outside"

"Why do you even care?" He quietly asked.

"Because I care about you, Steve. So stop being a baby and hit the shower because you stink"

Before her, he felt no need to hide. He let her see his weakness.

It was the first time she saw Steve Rogers cry. She hugged him tightly and Steve returned the hug.

"I shouldn't have done it" He whispered, voice shaking, "I shouldn't have let them down. I let everyone down. Oh God. I let you down! I'm so sorry. So sorry."

"You didn't let me down, Steve. I'm right here with you." She replied, looking deep into blue eyes "Everyone makes mistakes, Steve, even you. The heroic thing to do is to rise up after you've fallen. And if there is one thing I know about you is that you are a fighter. So fight. Be Steve Rogers, captain of the football team, campus superstar, and fight!"

He rested his head on her left shoulder, holding her tight almost as if he were afraid to let her go, as he sought refuge from her body, while Natasha whispered encouragements into his ear.

Steve pulled away to look into her eyes, and saw nothing but love reflecting back. Something inside of him seemed to break at seeing her eyes devoid of judgment or disappointment. He felt a heat burn through his body at that moment and could do nothing but capture her lips with his hungrily. With a little resistance at first, Natasha gave in to their deep dark desire.

She kissed him back. Their kiss was animalistic, a battle of teeth and tongues, with neither willing to back down. They needed more from each other, they couldn't get enough of the other.

His hands grabbed the hem of her jersey and pulled it up over her head, moving quickly to undo her bra, and rip it off her. Once he had her torso bare, his hand slid down to her waist possessively. He pried the button of her jeans open one handed, then brought his other hand to her waist band and without thought, harshly tore her pants from her. He then lifted her off her feet, walking her to the stalls of the shower, quickly pressing her against the wall. His blue eyes burned with desire as his gaze lowered from her kiss swollen lips to her ample breasts down the flat surface of her stomach lower until he had taken in the full extent of her voluptuous body.