" so call out my name . "
in which Percy dies in Steve
Rogers' arms, and Steve can't
stop seeing his face everywhere
he looks. a short story.
[ started : october 12, 2018 ]
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That one date had turned into multiple dates until, eventually, it just felt like routine. Even as they walked through the streets hand in hand, it just felt normal.
"I visited your museum today", Percy grinned, catching Steve slightly off guard with the question.
"Did you now?", the blonde asked in amusement, curious as to why he would even want to do that.
"Mmhm", Percy nodded. "The photos don't do you justice."
"I think yours do pretty well", Steve chuckled.
"Maybe one day I'll be mentioned in a museum."
"Maybe, maybe. Someone should paint you so you can hang up there with the rest of the world's art."
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