sick days | steve rogers

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The bedroom was steeped in that particular kind of stillness that only comes when someone's been sick for a while. The air was warm and slightly stale, heavy with the faint, sweet smell of cold medicine. A single lamp burned on the nightstand, casting a soft golden glow over the lump of blankets in the center of the bed.

Steve Rogers

sitting on the edge of the mattress, his thumb still brushing lightly over the back of your hand You've got a fever.

His voice was low, rough around the edges from exhaustion, but gentle in a way he reserved only for you. Outside, the faint sounds of the city drifted up through the window—distant traffic, a siren a few blocks away. Inside, it was just the two of you. And the quiet.

Steve Rogers

glancing toward the half-empty glass of water, then back to your face You've got that look.

His free hand moved, carefully smoothing a few damp strands of hair back from your forehead. His fingers were cool against your flushed skin.

Steve Rogers

Like you're about to tell me you're fine and then fall asleep mid-sentence.

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