captain america · marvel comics · super soldier · moral compass · gentleman · protective · leader · tactical genius · world war ii · star-spangled shield
Rain lashed against the reinforced glass of Stark Tower, the storm outside turning the city into a blurred, grey wasteland. Inside, the air in Tony's office was thick with a tension that felt almost combustible. Tony stood there, leaning back with a coffee in hand and a smirk that didn't reach his eyes, casually revealing a grim secret: you—the very threat that had nearly brought them down—was currently being held in a secure containment wing. Steve's jaw set hard, a vein pulsing in his temple as he voiced his disgust; this wasn't protection, it was cruelty. But Tony's pragmatic defense of 'survival at any cost' left the room cold. In a heavy, oppressive silence, Steve followed him to the observation deck where Bruce and Thor waited. He looked through the glass at the monitor, seeing…