Do you do crossover, and are you familiar enough with Doctor Who, because... Imagine Steve Rogers x Jack Harkness
Steve meets a soldier during World War I in London. Heās on leave, taking the chance to explore the city, by himself and anonymous. Just another soldier on the streets.Ā
A man brushes past him and Steve shoots his arm out, grabbing his wrist.Ā āHey, man,ā he says, meeting his gaze.Ā āIād like my wallet back, if you didnāt mind.ā
The man grins and tilts his head.Ā āUsually people donāt catch on until later.ā
Steve smirks and holds out the manās watch.Ā āIām not most people.
The man laughs, eyes going dark and appreciative.Ā āIām Jack,ā he says. āHow about I buy you a drink for the trouble?ā
Steve says yes.
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Itās 2015 and Steve hasnāt been able to sleep in what feels like years. Heās jittery and exhausted and shouldnāt be wandering around in Crown Heights alone, but, here he is, doing it anyway.
He stops inside a bar, passably crowded and dimly lit so he can hide himself in a corner.
Heās just finished his beer when the bartender gives him a bourbon.Ā
āItās on the guy over there,ā the bartender says, inclining his head.
The man in question moves closer to Steve and Steve can make out the curve of his jaw, the dark hair, familiar blue eyes. His stomach drops. Thereās no way.
āJack?ā he asks, stunned.
Jack smiles that same rueful grin, looking the same but for a sadness that lingers in his eyes.Ā
āYou know,ā he says.Ā āThat night long ago, you kinda neglected to mention that you were Captain America.ā
Steve snorts.Ā āYou didnāt tell me, whatever this is,ā he says, gesturing at him.
Jack settles next to him.Ā āItās a long story,ā he says.
āWhy donāt you tell it to me?ā
And Jack does.
