Lessons in Rule Breaking and Other Reader-Inserts*Steve Rogers*Reader*

Just a Human - Pt.2/3

This got a bit more graphic than I intended, though I don't think that it's that bad. But hey, I never got assaulted so... just wanted to warn you. I'll make up for it, I promise.
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2. A handful of mistakes

Shauna, your roommate and bestie from science division of SHIELD, was very patient listening to your lament about guys being dicks; she was awesome like that. So you vigorously vented your frustration with male population, rolled your eyes when mimicking the silent threat of 'this not being over', had a very unhealthy piece of cake at the cafeteria that afternoon and moved on.

Henry's words came haunting you few days later; which was too bad, because you had already forgotten about them, until the very moment they had punched you to the face.

...or rather to your shoulder and it wasn't even a punch, more like one of those bumps people did, especially when they were being jerks, shoving you too hard for you to believe it was an accident.

"Sorry, didn't see you there," you threw over your shoulder sarcastically, continuing your way to the woman's locker room.

In hindsight, that was probably mistake number one; ignoring Henry and not starting a fight right there, not to mention being mouthy.

To be fair, you had no interest in further interaction; you were exhausted from the training, you were sticky and sweaty and all you craved was a shower. You would have just gone to your dorm, but Shauna was having a hot date and you didn't want to step on her toes. So you had taken your toiletries with you, using the showers near the gym.

Using the gym shower; mistake number two. It meant all of the students were gone by the time you emerged in fresh homey clothes, hair dripping water, because you hated hair-dryers, avoiding them if possible.

You had spent much longer in the shower than needed, allowing your muscles to completely relax under the spray of water. Aka mistake number three.

The fourth mistake was your pride. When you saw Henry, Jim, George (at least you thought, you weren't sure, not having many classes with him) and Frank in the corridor, clearly waiting for you, since they bounced off of the wall they had been resting against when you had appeared, you should have probably been smarter and scream for help right away.

But no, you were being Miss Future Agent and you weren't intimidated by four equivalents of high school jocks. Yep, this one was definitely the biggest mistake of yours.

"Fellas," you beckoned to them, passing them gracefully, your bag over your shoulder together with the wet towel.

You barely made few steps before a harsh hand gripped your arm, tugging you back. Your heart jumped into your throat, but you tried your best not to let it show. You turned to Henry, looking at his face, head tilted back just slightly due to his height.

"Is there a problem, Ulrich?" you asked calmly, his eyebrows rising at that.

"You know there is. I told you it was not over."

You ignored your pulse skyrocketing. You were not that stupid. You knew that with four guys slowly circling you, you would have to fight bites and nails if it came to it and probably still lose.

You jerked from his grip anyway, still hoping you could just walk away and call it day. Naïve.

"It is over for me. Now if you'll excuse me-"

The bag was torn away from your shoulder, your fingers automatically letting go to stay attached to your hand. You gritted your teeth, blood slowly reaching the boiling point.