"Hey doll face," the tall man loomed over me. His army uniform and badges indicted his status, though not a high one matching his ego. Nudging towards me and placing his hands around my waist, my breath hitched as I couldn't step back.
"I apologize, sir. But I feel I must go-"
He gripped me intently, leaning his head down slightly and whispered, "Why don't we take this to my apartment?"
"I don't want to-"
His hand grasped my wrist suffocatingly tight. "Let's go," he mumbled thickly.
Being dragged through the crowd, I was brought to an alley away from most people.
He shoved me against the brick wall and rubbed his hands up and down my waist, slowly making his way lower.
"If you speak, you're dead."
I looked at him in confidence before screaming, "Help!"
He covered my mouth forcefully as I attempted to scream again. His hand quickly reached under my dress and tugged at my stockings.
Footsteps reached our location and suddenly Steve was standing there, petrified for me.
"Let go of her!" He yelled, running towards the man. His direction was directed away from me enough for me to slip away as Steve gestured me to.
Making my way through the crowd, I searched for Bucky. Finding him in the middle of three girls, I tapped his shoulder. He turned around as I looked at him with terror.
"Steve?" He asked, I quickly nodded in response as he swiftly followed me to his location.
As we approached, the sounds of punching filled the empty silence. We reached the alley way to find Steve getting beat on the ground by the man. Bucky ran to the man and hit him hard enough to knock him off balance.
"Get lost, punk."
The man looked at Bucky, then at me, before bolting in some direction.
"Steve, you've got to stop this. It's almost as if you like getting beat up," Bucky said, helping Steve to his feet.
"I could do this all day," Steve replied.
I approached Steve and took out my hankerchief, gently wiping away small amounts of blood and dirt.
"Why would you ever step to that man? He was so much bigger than you-"
"Aren't they all?" He interrupted.
"But why, Stevie? You only ever get hurt."
"For you, I would get beat to smithereens."
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Avengers Preferences
FanfictionThere was an idea to bring together a group of remarkable people, to see if we could become something more... I still believe in my heroes. I understood that reference!
