Once Tony was tied to the roof with 'ASSHOLE' written on his head, Natasha took a photo of him and was currently posting it online.
"Haha. I can't believe you're doing this." I said, laughing.
"He deserves it." Natasha replied. She clicked the mouse, tagging Tony Stark in the photo and pressed post.
"And it's out there in the world." Pepper said smiling. I think she liked Tony looking like an idiot occasionally.
"I need to get ready for my mission. I'll see you guys soon." Natasha said, going towards her room.
"Right, if you want me, I'm at the office. See you later." Pepper announced and we all said goodbye to her, who was then followed by Banner.
Me and Steve were left sitting quite awkwardly in the kitchen.
"Are we going to talk about what happened this morning?" he asked.
"Wh-what happened this morning?" I said. I didn't really want to discuss what happened when we woke up. I couldn't be involved in a relationship with him.
"You're dream or nightmare. I feel like we should talk about it. It keeps happening and you know you need to talk to someone about this."
How can I talk to you? Out of all the people in the world, I cannot speak to you. You are the thing that keeps coming up in my dreams. I walked into the living room trying get him away from me, but he just followed me.
"Please tell me what's wrong?" he said, as I sat down on the couch. He came up to the sofa and sat down next to me. "It pains me to see you like this." His words felt like they were burning holes through my heart. "Please. I'm begging you to tell me."
I shook my head. "I...I can't." I said. I remember a couple of days ago when me and him nearly kissed, but got interrupted by Stark. This is innappropriate. And how would I explain it to him exactly. I'm sorry, but I had a dream that we were frantically kissing. Twice.
Natasha came through the door and looked over at us. We both turned and I gave her an evil glare that said 'Leave us alone'.
"Sorry." she said and went into the kitchen.
"Please." he begged once she was gone.
"I..I can't do this." I said and walked away. I ran into my room and sat down on one of the chairs. I groaned and put my head against the table. Fuck!
There was a knock at the door and I went to see who it was. Steve was standing there arms crossed. I went to shut the door immediately, but he put his foot in the way. "Get your fucking foot out of the door." I shouted, trying to push against his foot.
"Let me in. I want to help." he pleaded.
"No. You can't help me." I said, but he kept pushing against the door.
"Please let me in." he said and pushed against the door, knocking me backwards. I hit the wall and the door hit my shin. I screamed and fell onto the floor. My neck was killing and now my shin was too. The pain in my neck was pressing up into the back of my head.
"JESUS!" I shouted.
"Shit." he said and then came to help me. "Sorry. Didn't mean to swear." he said frantically and tried to help me stand up, but it just made me feel worse and I screamed out. He slowly put me back down on the floor again and said "I am so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you." as he cradled my face delicately.
I squeezed my eyes form the pain and said "It's alright. I wasn't letting you through the door."
"I shouldn't have tried to force the door open." he said. "Where does it hurt?"
I groaned and said "My neck and my shin. The shin's.." My neck twinged again, but I carried on. "The shin is probably just a bruise, but I don't know about the neck."
"We need to get you medical." he said concerned.
"No, please." I said, grabbing onto his arm. His fingers were placed on my cheek and I fought the urge to nestle against them. "I don't want to go there. I just need to..." I started trying to get up, but falling back down again. "get over to the bed..." I said, trying to move again, but failing.
"Let me help you." he whispered, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear. Before I could complain, he was picking me up bridal style and taking me over to the bed. He placed me down gently and asked "Do you need more pillows or something?"
"No. I'm fine, thank you." I replied. There was an awkward silence for a couple of seconds until he started talking again.
"Look, I'm so sorry. I swear I never meant to hurt you. I just wanted to know what had happened to you. I really am sorry." he said.
"Steve, it's fine." I said, trying to sit up, but failing. I strained to sit up, but he said "No, no, no. Don't try and move." and placed me back down on the pillows once more. I looked up at the ceiling and then over to him. "I wish I never had this stupid serum."
"Don't say that Steve." I whispered.
"If I wasn't so strong, I wouldn't have hurt you." he said, looking down at the ground. He was sitting on the chair by my bed.
"It's not your fault." I said.
"It is." Steve said, standing up and pacing around the room.
"Steve," I said, trying to get up. Again. And of course I failed. "Ahhh!" I screamed and fell down on the mattress. "Can you help me sit up please?" I asked.
He nodded and came over. His warm arm slithered around my back and the other came underneath my legs. His face was in such close proximity with mine and I didn't really notice until he picked me up. Our heads were so close and our eyes locked. I felt the pain in my neck, but right now he made me feel better. I blinked and subconsciously licked my lips.
He blinked as well and his jaw tensed slightly before he placed me down on the bed once more. He rearranged the pillows behind me and I leaned back against them once he was done. My eyebrows scrunched from the pain and he asked "Does it still hurt?"
"Yeah."
"Do you want me to help again?" he asked.
God, I could do with one of his neck massages. "Yes please." I said, smiling.
He nodded, came round the other side of the bed and sat next to me. He reached up, hesitated a bit, and then put his hand against my neck. He rubbed it like before and I relaxed into his hands. I shut my eyes and sighed. He was releasing all the tension out of my body and it felt amazing.
"You feeling any better?" he asked, his arms now on my shoulder.
"Yeah, that really helped. Thanks." I smiled.
"You should stay in bed. Do you want anything?" Steve asked. Hell no.
"I'm not staying in bed the whole day." I argued.
"You need to rest. I don't want you getting hurt." he said, rubbing my shoulder.
I smiled and said "Just some water thanks." He nodded and got up off the bed. I missed the warmth of his hand resting on my shoulder and just him being in the room with me. I heard the door shut and I realized that I wanted to change my drinks order.
"Steve!" I shouted, but I think he had gone, so I got up, painfully at that, and stumbled my way over to the door. At least I can sort of walk now. I clung onto the door frame when I got to it and pushed myself into the living room. However, once I had taken two steps I fell onto the floor.
"I have notified Mr. Rogers of your fall Miss Hill." JARVIS' voice came over the speakers. Shit.
I heard a frantic banging against the door. "Maria! Maria, are you alright? Get JARVIS to let me in." he shouted.
"JARVIS, allow Steve's hand-print to always access my room." I said. He seemed to always be in my room anyway.
"Maria!" I heard the shouting clearer. "Why did you try and move?" he asked, putting his hands under my knees and back again.
"I can walk Steve." I said, quite angrily. He dropped my legs down on the floor carefully, but kept an arm round my back to support me, which I was grateful for. If he didn't, I probably would've fallen down.
He brought me over to the bed again and I sat down on it. "I've got a mission tonight. I can't afford to stop moving round."
"Please, just an hour." he pleaded.
I didn't like the idea, but I knew he was right. What was I going to do with a bust neck anyway?
"Fine." I said and laid down on the bed.
"I'll stay here till you wake up if you want?" he said, nervously.
"Yeah, but if you want to leave at any time then that's fine, because your hand-print has access to my room." I explained.
"Really? When did that happen?"
"When you were banging on the door. I just thought it was easier. You're always in here anyway." I said, which made him blush slightly. "I'll see you when I wake up and please wake me up in an hour. I can't sleep any later. I need to get ready for tonight's mission."
"I promise." he said. I smiled and shut my eyes. Please don't think about Steve while I dream.