IN THE SILENCE: a Steve Rogers Story

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I woke up tangled in the sheets with Steve. My head was on his chest. He was stroking my hair as he watched tv.

I groaned and wrapped my arm around his waist more.

"You need to eat soon." Steve said.

"Mhm." I whispered.

Steve sat up, bringing me with him. I moaned and buried myself into his body.

"No." I whispered.

"It's ten. Everyone's in their rooms. Come on beautiful."

I sighed and sat up. I rubbed my eyes and looked at Steve. He smiled at me. 

"Tired?"

I gave him an 'are you stupid' look. He chuckled and kissed my head.

"Come on." He said. He helped me up.

I threw on some sweats before walking out with him.

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Steve kissed my head as I ate. Tony and Nat were still up in the living room so he left me to myself.

I was at the point where I didn't even feel hungry. But I knew that I should eat. It was just toast.

I ate it quietly. I kinda liked that I could eat alone. I didn't want Steve to end up force feeding me or some shit.

He also gave me a glass of red wine. I loved him.

Once I was done I cleaned off my plate in the sink. Then I went into the living room and sat by Steve.

"She's alive!" Tony said.

I nodded and smiled. "Barely." I shivered.

Steve gave me his sweatshirt. I put it on and listened as everyone talked.

Being in Steve's hoodie was comforting. Again, he wasn't one for pda.

"Mr stark. Ms Potts has arrived." Jarvis said.

"Ooo that's my cue." He said as he got up. Nat chuckled.

"I think that's my cue to go to bed too. Goodnight guys." Nat said.

"Goodnight." I said.

Steve put his arm around me once they left.

"I still feel bad." He said.

"About what?"

"Everything. Our fight. You starving yourself. Pushing you too much." He whispered.

"First off we talked about the fight. Second that part wasn't your fault I just didn't wanna see the team. Third if you're talking about sex, do it again." I said.

He sighed and traced my back with his fingers.

"Steve I'm serious. It's alright." I whispered.

He gave me a sad stare.

"I feel bad." He whispered.

"Well stop. We're gonna get through this. We have been." I said.

He half chuckled. "I think I'm just exhausted." He said.

"Did you sleep when I was?"

He shook his head. I sighed and got up with him, holding his hand.

"You my dear are going to get some sleep." I said softly. He nodded.

I closed the door behind us in the room before pulling him into a kiss. He groaned lightly as I kissed him. His hands sat at my waist as my hands were on his shoulder and cheek.

"I'm sorry for being stubborn. I guess I just want you to myself." I whispered.

"You have me. Aria Thomas you have all of me." He said. "In the light you have me. In the dark you have me. In the loud, and in the silence."

I chuckled. "You're so romantic it's disgusting."

He gave me a look. I giggled and kissed him again.