mccnlies asked:
❝ did you just wince? where are you hurt? ❞ from nat
“Think I pulled something.” Steve stretches an arm, rotates it backwards and his side lights up like a gasoline fire, quick and violent and he staggers, clutches her shoulder for balance to catch his breath again. It doesn’t register until it feels like he’s spilled his coffee down his uniform that something might be wrong.
“ ‘m fine Nat. Get those civilians on board and we’ll talk.” The shield is strapped to the offending side’s arm and he tucks it in close to slow the bleeding. “And report any hostiles you find. I’ll take care of them.”














