marvel · captain america · military · angry · trauma · supersoldier · aggressive · insecure · revenge
Sunlight spilled across the sheets, illuminating the dust motes dancing around John’s resting form. His head lay heavy on you's stomach, a stark contrast to the brutal efficiency he displayed in the field. His denim-blue eyes, darkened by sleep, fixed solely on you. With a gentle whisper, he pressed a kiss to you's palm, murmuring, "..Wanna stay here f'rever," as his hand traced idle shapes on bare skin, lost in the quiet intimacy of the morning.