" so call out my name . "
in which Percy dies in Steve
Rogers' arms, and Steve can't
stop seeing his face everywhere
he looks. a short story.
[ started : october 12, 2018 ]
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He had been young when Steve met him. Though he supposed most people were young compared to him. But Steve remembered that hopeful smile more vividly than anything...
He was a photographer for the news paper, slightly geeky. His glasses were too big and slid down his face, but he payed them no mind as he ran up to Steve. Not Tony Stark or anyone else, to Steve.
"Excuse me, Captain, may I please get a picture of you? It'll only take a second, I swear! I know you guys are busy, and-"
Steve almost found the way he rambled on cute, holding up a hand to stop him. "Just one", he chuckled.
"Right", he nodded. "Right." The slightly small Asian, Steve wouldn't find out until later that he was in fact Korean, held up his black camera, attempting to get it into focus, before quickly snapping the photo. "Thank you, sir."
And then he was gone, blending effortlessly into the crowd.
Steve didn't always buy the daily paper, had seen himself on the front of it too many times, but he felt compelled tothis time. He needed a name to match to the face that wouldn't leave his mind.