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Separation

Warnings - SHOOTING, mass killing, blood, description of injuries, character death, overall sadness, Angsty, Angsty, Angsty.

Did I mention it was Angsty?

I realized that write a lot of the angst chapters with Steve, so I decided to write another one with Steve :)

You and Steve were inseparable, basically glued to the hip. Missions were easy when the two of you went together, and damn did the team adore the two of you.

Not only were you two great for each other, but you both seemed genuinely better now that you were together. Even Bucky could see the change the minute you came into his best friends life, making it even better for him.

The world caught wind of the relationship after eight months of you being together, and that was when things started getting intense, mainly for your boyfriend. Reporters were constantly asking him if he's met your family, or if he was going to propose, or even talking about kids.

While with you, they're asking if he's good in bed, talking about if you would spend the rest of your life having sex with the man of the world himself if you got married to him.

But none of this stopped you from showing compassion to the other. Hell, Steve made a show of it to kiss your hand when out in public, press a hand to your back when he saw cameras, and even whisper the most dirtiest things in your ears when waiting in lines once people noticed the two of you were there.

You really loved Steve Rogers for who he was, not because of the person the world made him to be. He was kind, and ever so loving to you and everyone he came across.

But that meant he was protective.

Before the two of you gotten together, Steve was already claiming territory with his eyes. Anywhere you were, he was watching your back, even defending you at a bar one time while at a party.

Bucky knew he had no chance the minute you walked into the room, eyes catching Steve's once Stark introduced you to everyone. The new agent was the person who caught his eyes, and Steve was going to have you one way or another.

Throughout the night, you had to of had a couple drinks in you, while he was still on a beer, the alcohol more of a liquid courage than a high as he watched you dance around and talk to the girls before head back to the bar.

In seconds, he as drifting to your side, careful when more and more men crowded around you, offering drinks left and right as you stumbled slightly into his chest. He still remembers the first spark of his fingers once they danced across your arm once you leaned into him, smiling encouragingly towards the man proposing some shitty idea to you to get you in his pants.

Steve wasn't going to let it slide. He lost his beer moments before he had come over, now holding you in his grasp as he drank you in from top to bottom. Your hair was curled perfectly, strands of hair falling over your shoulders gracefully as the dress you wore out accentuated every part of your body, shaking off your arms and legs to basically the whole world as you pressed a ring covered hand to his chest.

He held you tighter to him and made small talk, clearly showing every single person that you were not leaving the tower with them. One, you had just gotten there, and two, he could see the demon eyes as they tried to reach out and graze their filthy hands on something too pure to be touched.

All the while, you were drunkenly flirting with him, muttering how he had been your savior from the stupid bar stool you were slipping out of, and even kissing his jaw when you missed his cheek for taking you up to your new room to lay you on the covered bed. He left a glass of water next to you before leaving again, being met with three of the guys that were trying to take you away once he was downstairs again.