Close || Steve Rogers

Thirty Seven

"Come on, Stark." we could hear Natasha murmur through our ear pieces. We all watched the portal in anticipation, waiting for Stark to zip out and rejoin us. After waiting for nearly a minute, Steve sighs from next to me. He shares a glance with Thor. They turn to watch the portal before Thor nods to Steve. 

"Close it." Steve sighs dejectedly. We peer up at the top of Stark Towers and watch as Natasha closes the portal. The blue energy beam shuts off, closing the portal. I let out a sigh I didn't know I was holding in, but immediately hold my breath again when we see a small figure free fall out of the portal. 

"Son of a gun." Steve smiles, placing his hands on his hips. We watch and wait for Stark to blast towards us, but it never comes and he continues to free fall towards the ground.

"He's not slowing down." Thor points out as he starts swinging his hammer. Debris begins flying around us as Thor prepares to go and catch Stark. But before he could lift off the ground, an enormous green shape soars through the air and grabs Stark.

The Hulk crashes into a building and slides down onto the ground with Stark in his arms. Hulk saunters over to us before tossing Tony onto the ground. We run over to the two, Thor kneeling down next to Stark and ripping the mask off his face.

We anxiously wait for Stark to wake up. I share a scared look with Steve before I kneel down next to Thor. As we wait for Stark to wake up, Hulk lets out a mighty roar. This causes him to jolt awake.

"What the hell? What just happened? Please tell me nobody kissed me." he asked from the ground. Everyone lets out an audible sigh. I sit down on the ground before looking back up at Stark. 

"We won." I tell him.

"Alright. Hey, alright. Good job, guys. Let's just not come in tomorrow. Let's just take a day. Have you tried shawarma? There's a shawarma joint about two blocks from here. I don't know what it is, but I wanna try it." Stark rambles, lightening the mood.

"We're not finished yet." Thor replies solemnly as he looks up towards Stark Towers. 

"And then shawarma after?" Tony asks hopefully. 

I let out a short laugh before agreeing, "Yes, Tony. We'll get shawarma after." 

His face lights up with a smile as Steve and Thor help him to his feet. As we walk towards Stark Towers, Clint jogs out of a building in front of us and waits for us. 

"You alright, man?" he asks Stark. His only reply is a nod before we continue towards the tower in silence. As we near the enormous building, Steve pulls on my arm, dragging us to the back of the pack. 

"How are you feeling?" he asks me. 

I shrug before responding, "Alright, I guess." 

I look down at my burnt thigh and let out a sharp gasp. The wound had ripped open during the battle and looked worse than it did before. Now it was burnt and bleeding. I brace myself before I stop and raise my knee to look at. Blood had soaked through the gauze and bandages Natasha had put over it. But it wasn't as bad as it could have been. 

"You need medical attention." Steve said firmly as we walked through the doors of Stark Towers. 

"I'll get it looked at after we get Loki. Oh, and after we get some of the shawarma Stark was talking about, I'm starving!"

Steve lets out a loud laugh before pulling me into a hug as the others pause in front of an elevator. He leans down towards me and presses a gentle kiss to my lips, only breaking it when the elevator dings. 

"Come on love birds!" Tony calls out. I blush and hide my face in Steve's chest as he pulls me in for another hug. I stick close to his side as we join the others in the elevator.