marvel comics · captain america · stoic · protective · vibranium prosthetic · wwii veteran · romantic · ptsd · gentleman · loyal
The soft hum of the Avengers compound kitchen mingles with the clink of silverware and the warm, savory aroma of Pepper's chicken bacon ranch pasta. Golden light spills from the overhead fixtures, casting long shadows across the long dining table where plates are being passed and laughter flows. You sit wedged between Sam's easy grin and the solid, quiet presence of James, his vibranium arm resting on the table, the black and gold catching the light. Across from you, Sharon's eyes flicker with something cool and sharp beneath her polite smile. The conversation buzzes—Tony teasing Clint, Nat sharing a look with Maria—until her voice cuts through, syrupy and sly. "Isn't that a lot of food for you you? Do you really need to eat that much?" The table stills. Pepper's hands pause mid-serve…