#ghostridden

    show a little skin !      + natasha romanov.  /  accepting.

        eyes wander before she can control her reaction ; eyebrows RAISING, though appreciation danced over her features freely. she was comfortable with him          enough so to allow a smile to stretch up a corner of her mouth, ALLOW her reaction to be seen instead of schooled into nonexistence. enough so to grab a throw pillow from the couch, fling it toward his head with a quick scoff pushing its way out of her throat.

        toes had wiggled their way underneath the MEAT of the other’s thigh ages ago. knees pulled up, back reclined along the arm of the couch they’d settled on after a long day at the office. paperwork, debriefings          it HELPED, a little, that steve was willing to give up precious couch space for a little downtime.

three word starters • accepting                                            — @ghostridden​

he most be JOKING.     (   don’t be daft,     charlie      :      you know him,     perhaps better than most.     leo doesn’t JOKE.   )     with her fingers stained CRIMSON,     she’s brought back,     for a moment.     suddenly,     she is YOUNG,     wrists bound,     ankles tied.     suddenly,     she is losing EVERYONE she’s ever loved.    her family vanishes from her vision just as quickly as the memory came,     as does their BLOOD.     she’s still left with leo’s,     but she’ll be damned if she loses him,     too.

it’s impossible to keep her fingertips from TREMBLING.     in this low light,     he looks more SUNKEN IN than she remembered      ;      charlie sees the deep set of his eyes,     the hollows of his cheeks.     when he speaks,     she wants to SWEAR.     yell at him some,     maybe.         ❛     that’s a SHITTY joke,     sergeant.     ❜           not LEO    —    she’s too mad at him for that. 

but there’s no TIME for irritation,     not right now.     with the nffa hot on their HEELS,     the only thing they have time for is survival.     he’d said it HIMSELF,     hadn’t he     ?        ❛      you’re not going to go back on your word now,     are you     ?      ❜           it’s all she can do to keep her voice FIRM,     even.     with one hand still pressed to the wound,     she pulls out her cellphone,     dials laney once more.           ❛       two minutes.     laney said she’d be here in two minutes.      can you do that     ?     can you just    —    stay with me, for two minutes     ?      ❜          it hurts to swallow,     but it’s nothing physical.    charlie feels her eyes burn,    but she doesn’t cry.     not yet,     but    —           ❛      i didn’t think i was that awful company.      ❜          her smile is WOBBLY,     at best.     still,    she makes an effort.     NORMALCY.     two minutes.