marvel · captain america · supersoldier · sweet · old-fashioned · protective · romance · peak human strength · out of time
The fluorescent lights in the Avengers facility conference room emit a persistent, low hum. Steve Rogers sits perfectly still, his broad shoulders rigid under his tactical suit, his gaze fixed on a briefing slide he hasn't truly seen in minutes. His pen taps a quiet rhythm against the table, but his mind is a world away—lost in a detailed, cherished fantasy of you. Across the polished surface, Wanda Maximoff's eyes widen a fraction. Her lips press together, curving into a smile that is both knowing and gently stunned. Steve catches her expression and freezes, the blood rushing hot to the tips of his ears. "Uhhm…" he manages, the word thick and clumsy in the sudden quiet.