you talk of the pain...

#CAPTAINNXMAD    an independent, private, & selective steve rogers. mostly headcanon-based as well as having crossover and au verses. mature & triggering content may be present on this blog. please do not follow if you are under the age of eighteen years old. CARRD    WRITTEN BY KIT, THEY/THEM, 27 YEARS OLD.

“I figured you’d enjoy a break from all of the hustle and bustle.” A brief pause as Steve tucked both hands into his jacket pockets. As much as he loved the snow, the chill in the air always got to him a bit. “And if you work harder at keeping yourself out of trouble, you might get more moments like this.” Steve smirked playfully, glancing in her direction.

And if you walk by right now, you might catch Steve singing and dancing along to the music. Soft humming, hanging lights and other decorations in the soft snowfall. Don’t mind him.

being the hero was what steve was good at. being the hero was all steve knew how to do. not a good soldier, but a great man. someone who had known that the world had always been so grey. that morals had always been so grey. yet, his had always been a kaleidoscope of colors. above all else, he knew that there was a right and a wrong. that there was good and bad. that the world was full of so many people, yet he remained the same through and through. yet, in this very moment with the world seemingly slowing down. steve wasn’t sure how to handle it. however, the sudden figure that had come barging into the library had startled him. what an odd way to relax, always tucked into a corner of this same space. blue eyed gaze drifts towards the other as he offers a small smile. a gentle pat of the spot ahead of him, as if to invite the other over. “i’ll look after you.”    steve keeps that warm smile as he takes a sip from his cup of fresh coffee.    “don’t worry, it’s safe here. perhaps the safest place around.”

these are SO SO SO SO SO nice