𝑺𝑶 𝑰𝑻 𝑮𝑶𝑬𝑺... | ❝and all the pieces fall right into place❞
-- where steve rogers and alliah carter
are part of yet another love story
with twists and turns.
or
-- two polar opposites fall
in love while the world is...
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I dragged myself to my phone, checking my messages. I couldn't even get a day off. Everyone needed me.
frisbee-throwing idiot
Don't know if you're back yet
but I need some help.
Iced Coffee Girl
Hey, I got back recently. What
do you need?
frisbee-throwing idiot
Can we meet up? I'd rather talk
about this in person
Iced Coffee Girl
Yeah, sure. Meet me at
the same bench as last time.
See you there in twenty?
frisbee-throwing idiot
Okay. See you there
I scanned over the text we'd sent and felt a smile slide onto my face. Steve may get under my skin a lot, and be infuriating, but seeing him usually distracted me. I needed a distraction right now.
***
I kept my head down, wrapping my arms around me. I shivered slightly. I hated the cold. Sitting down on the bench beside Steve, I kept a relaxed posture despite the aching in my body.
"Hey, Captain," I answered. "How are you doing?"
"Sparky, you're here," Steve said, shocked.
"What? Did you think I died?"
I kept my face towards the sky, making sure not to turn my face towards him. Steve sighed, looking away from me. "I need a favor." I hummed, nodding for him to continue. "We recently found information on a new project, being funded by Thorne and several other crime organizations. It's called Project Phoenix."
I stiffened, barely stifling the gasp that threatened to escape.
No, no, no, how did they find out?
"We don't know much about it, and I was wondering if you knew something."
I took a deep breath, trying to keep my face passive. I ignored my advice and looked at Steve. I knew it would be harder to lie to him this way, but I couldn't resist. "I-"
"What happened to you?" Steve said, reaching forward and lifting my chin with his hand. I flinched, leaning back from his touch. I realized that he was seeing the purple bruises on my temples.
