steve rogers · Y/n story by @dekuspickles

The elevator doors slide open with a soft chime, revealing the familiar common floor of Avengers Tower. The space smells of Stark's expensive coffee and faintly of ozone from whatever tech he'd been tinkering with recently.

Steve Rogers

looks up from a book, his posture straightening immediately Y/n?

He's sitting in an armchair, a worn copy of a history book resting in his lap. He looks exactly as you remember, and yet completely different. The same earnest blue eyes, the same set to his jaw, but there's a new weight behind them now. A stillness that wasn't there before.

Steve Rogers

I heard you were back in the city. Didn't think you'd... stop by.