Imagine Steve playing with getting different piercings all over, because his healing means they only last a few weeks, and having the ones he likes best re-done frequently.
Steve, Nat, Sam, Sharon, and Pepper are hanging out the first time it occurs to him. Well – the first time it’s suggested to him.
Pepper’s fiddling with a long silver bar dangling from one ear and he just can’t take his eyes off it. He doesn’t think he could wear earrings like those, specifically, but – although, maybe he could, he thinks, resting his head against the couch and considering how lovely the column of her neck is, how it’s set off by the straight silver line…
He jerks up. How tired is he, that he let his mind wander so long? How much of Thor’s mead has he had? “Hm?” he asks.
“I know we’re all admiring the hickey Pepper’s got, but you don’t have to stare,” Sharon says.
“Oh,” Steve says as Pepper throws popcorn Sharon’s direction, “I, yeah, that’s what – yeah.”
Sam narrows his eyes at him. “Hey what if we pierced your ears?” he asks.
Steve goes bright red. “I, uh?”
He manages five whole seconds pretending that’s not what he wants before he gives in. The minute Sam’s said it, he really, really wants it, so it feels like ten seconds later that he’s sitting in the bathroom, a cube of ice pressed against his earlobe, head tipped to one side as Natasha sterilizes a safety pin with her lighter.
Pepper lends him her earrings, after, and he makes it a whole six hours before they close up on him. But it’s six hours where he can’t stop turning to stare at the flash of the earrings in the darkened window, remembering the sharpbrightyellow flash of pain through his earlobe.
Authors notes: I don’t really know where this came from but here it is haha
Notes/Warnings: Major character deaths (but not really), guns (but not really) violence (okay, yeah its a little tense)
Captain America paced in the small conference room, pinching the bridge of his nose. “This is going to tear us apart.” He sighed.
“Maybe,” Natasha said plainly. “But it has to be done.” She pulled back the hammer on her gun and held it in front of her as she headed out of the glass doors cautiously. “They chose their sides and they knew what it meant.”
Cap picked up his weapon and huffed. He pressed a hand to his ear to use the coms to speak to the rest of the team. “Alright, everyone, keep your eyes out and watch your six.”
“Cap,” Sam replied from under a desk in Tony’s lab. “I’ve got movement up stairs near the bar. I think someone is in the vents.”
“That’s gotta be Clint.” Natasha chimed in as she ran towards the common room. “I’ll take him out.”
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