" 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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"What's with the band aids?", Steve asked while the two of them walked.
"Huh?", Percy blinked, not expecting Steve to say something, though one of them had to eventually. He looked down at the multicolored bandages that wrapped around his fingers before smiling awkwardly. "Video games", he said simply. "And I'm a little clumsy."
"I see", Steve nodded.
"How old are you?", Percy randomly blurted, quickly slapping a hand over his mouth. "I'm sorry", he said, the words muffled by his hand.
"I'm a hundred", Steve laughed, hands in his pockets.