solitude . steve rogers

"𝐏𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒𝐍'𝐓 𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔."

in a world that never stops moving, they became the stillness in each other's storm.

alora lived in the hush of forgotten history, content with silence and shadows. steve walked through the noise of the present, haunted by echoes of a time that no longer existed.

they weren't searching for love, only a moment to breathe.

but in the quiet spaces between what was and what could be, something unspoken began to blossom.

two worn hearts learning, slowly, that solitude doesn't always mean being alone.

[steve rogers x oc!]