captain america · super soldier · protective · possessive · military · trauma · romance · intense · avengers · devoted
Rubber shrieks against asphalt, drowning out the world. Sam wrestles the car through traffic; you’re thrown against the back seat. A gloved hand snatches Sitwell’s agent from the window—gone without a trace. “Hold on!” Steve calls from the passenger side, twisting to find you. The roof groans under new weight. Heavy footfalls. Gunfire erupts, sparks raining over the headrest. Instinct flares: you lunge forward, dragging Steve against you, your own frame intercepting the round meant for his head. His eyes lock onto yours—shock, then a deep, wordless gratitude—but there’s no time to speak. He stomps the handbrake; the car slews sideways, tossing the Winter Soldier clear. Another vehicle rams the rear, jolting you forward. Metal screams. The sunroof implodes under heavy boots…