Magnetic | Steve Rogers X Male OC!

eighteen

Barton Farm, Iowa, U.S - 2016 (Present)

Victor was alone in the kitchen Tony went to fix the tractor for Laura and Banner decided to do some practical work and get his mind off of what happened, Laura and Clint went to the movies with the kids on a nice family program, Natasha was up in their room reading some mystery book she had found around Clint's house, and Victor didn't bother to know where Steve was or what he was doing. Victor was cracking some eggs and mixing them with milk, vanilla, and cinnamon while the skillet warmed up and the butter on it melted, the agent dipped the sourdough bread in the egg mixture drenching the bread on it. The agent would kill for some music, but his phone was locked inside the Quinjet by Tony's order to avoid any possibility Ultron could track them, so he could only hum to himself his favorite songs.

The backdoor swung open and Victor excitedly turned on his heels expecting to meet Tony and Banner, however, Steve walked in - Oh - Victor spoke and turned back to the stove placing two slices of bread on the skillet hearing the sizzling noise and allowing the smell of vanilla and cinnamon fill the air. Steve slowly closed the door and took a few steps towards the counter, leaning against it - Can we talk? - The supersoldier asked - Only if we have to - Victor said storing the milk and eggs back in the fridge, the supersoldier's nose was still a bit purple after the punch  Victor had thrown towards him - What happened earlier, I wanted to apologize I was out of hand - Steve said and Victor looked down - Yeah, sorry for your nose - The agent spoke flipping the french toast he was making.

- I've been avoiding you, but if we are going to survive this we need to work together, even if we turn back to total strangers when this is all over - Steve spoke - I'm avoiding you because I'm ashamed of what I did - Victor scoffed - Then why did you do it? Why did you leave? - Steve asked with tearful eyes - Because you deserved better, I'm not good, or nice, or pure... I'm the definition of broken Steve and I wasn't about to drag someone like you down that hole with me - Victor explained killing the heat and moving his toasts to a plate - You don't get to make that decision for me - Steve added dropping his head - I'm a mess, no one wants to be a part of it - Victor said taking a bite of the food he had prepared - I do - Steve said looking up with tears running down his face, Victor wasn't expecting that from Rogers, he was sure the supersoldier hated him and wanted nothing more to do with him.

- Steve I... I'm sorry I didn't mean to... - Victor mumbled trying to form a sentence, but he did not know what to say or how to make Steve feel better and the supersoldier broke down crying in front of him. Victor walked towards Steve and the soldier buried his face in the agent's chest as he cried everything he held back the last two years, Victor rested his chin on top of Steve's head and caressed him with his arms - I'm so sorry... - Victor repeated a few times rubbing Steve's back. The backdoor swung open again and Steve jumped back - Oh, we didn't mean to interrupt  - Banner said - You didn't interrupt anything, I was just grabbing some water - Steve said facing the opposite wall to hide his puffy red eyes - I'm going for a shower - The supersoldier said running to his room.

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Steve got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist, he stayed inside the shower for much longer than he needed to wash his body, but at least he was able to cry it all out without anyone hearing it or the tears disturbing him. The bathroom was covered in a thick and warm fog making everything white and difficult to see, so Steve used his hands to find the door knob and open the door, the fog rushed outside of the bathroom and Steve followed right after it felt the cold air from outside hit against his skin and chills travel around his body. Rogers thought about just jumping on his bed and staying there until someone came to call him, and despite loving that idea, he wasn't that type of guy. The supersoldier dressed something casual and took a few deep breaths before going downstairs, he wasn't in the mood for fighting or arguing with anyone, especially with Victor.