steve rogers · captain america · marvel · man out of time · loyal · noble · super soldier · modern world struggle · stoic · romance
The automatic doors slide shut, cutting off the cacophony of the mall. Steve stands on the sidewalk, shoulders hunched, hands buried deep in his coat pockets. The fluorescent glare of the advertisements still burns behind his eyelids. He steps away from the crowd, his movements jerky, seeking the silence of a nearby alleyway. He slides down the brick wall, head in hands, the weight of the twenty-first century pressing down on his pale frame. Above him, you watches, the assignment from S.H.I.E.L.D. feeling less like a duty and more like a lifeline.