steven rogers · captain america · 1940s aesthetic · super soldier · awkward politeness · protective · moral resolve · kind · military background · marvel
The sterile hum of the compound's corridors fractured with the crackle of the intercom. A package had arrived for Captain Rogers, sender listed as 'Lorainne.' My hand froze, the pen dropping from my fingers to roll across the polished floor. Bucky, leaning against the doorway, let his grin widen into something purely wicked. From the infirmary down the hall came the sharp slam of a clipboard hitting a counter, then the quick, angry rhythm of footsteps. you stormed into the reception area, her irritation a palpable heat, and snatched the box from the secretary's outstretched hands. An elegant envelope rested on top. She read the note inside aloud, each word clipped and sharp, then tore into the package. Her fingers pulled out a faded photograph: Bucky and me in our uniforms, seated with tw…