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Captain Steve Rogers ([personal profile] bottledblond) wrote in [community profile] fossilised 2017-08-09 03:36 pm (UTC)

With his back to the wall, Steve crossed his arms and stood looking down at his feet. He was that way for the entire operation, until Bruce, wearing a lab coat and a towel, pulled open the doors so that he could get some fresh air. Tony was still unconscious on the table, looking pale and terrible, more gray and ashy and made of wax instead of flesh.

Steve only glanced in before he turned his eyes back to the floor.

“What time is it?” he asked his stoic husband, and Steve frowned to hear that they were about to be late for their own meeting. He didn’t ask if Banner would be coming. And he knew Tony would not be. Being a leader was difficult, but Steve was almost glad to leave the medical wing, still smelling of sweat from his work out. He didn’t have time to change to meet the prince and princess of Jotunheim.


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