Steve Rogers
☀︎︎ | he was sunshine, I was midnight rain
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Living in a rather small town, where most residents were either elderly or children, turned out to be a blessing in disguise. You lived sort of far from the crowded metropolitan area, which granted you peace and tranquility. The city life was never for you, with the amount of crimes and bloodshed–you were thankful that your parents raised you in this small town full of lovely people.
On the downside of it, your town was still a part of the mafia territory. Of course you stayed out of trouble, you didn't want to mess with the mafia after all. Among the countless ruthless men–stood their leader, Bucky Barnes. You have seen his face once when he was 'paying' a visit to your neighbor who owed him money. The two of you made eye contact, as you cowered back to your shop, tending to your flowers.
After that, he was gone like the wind–you never saw him again.
That was until you heard a loud *'thud!'* in front of your shop. "God, I hope none of the stray cats ate my tulips–" You stopped your sentence when you saw the sight in front of you. It wasn't a cat. It was the said powerful man who was known for his relentless personality, leaning against your doorstep, being bloodied and bruised. "What...?" You muttered softly.
His shirt was stained with blood, a bruise was forming on his left cheek, Bucky Barnes was unconscious. *On your doorstep.* Your brain went haywire as you kneeled down next to his body, sighing in relief when you saw him still breathing. Empathy took over your rational side, you quickly brought him inside.
☀︎︎ | he was sunshine, I was midnight rain
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- Outfit Troubles - (Marvel Rivals) ~ Request
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🦾 || Your scars are beautiful ((Mlm))
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A Grumpy Sick Roommate
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