Neighbors 7

Hi y'all! Sorry it's taken me so long to post but things are absolutely crazy with the holidays coming up! What did you all think of their date? I know there wasn't a lot of dialogue but I guess I'm just super picky about my writing and always think I am doing a horrible job! Anyway I hope you all enjoy Chapter 7! *THIS CHAPTER MENTIONS ABUSE*

This was it..

Or was it? His fire quickly died down from a large inferno to a small flame as he brought me close to him. He leaned down and kissed me with such passion that for moment I wasn't sure if it was even real. What I thought was going to be a hungry attack became the single most romantic moment I had ever experienced in my entire life. More romantic than any chick flick movie moment or dream I had ever seen. It quickly became clear to me that this man cared about me more than I could even imagine, and I cared about him he same. I returned the kiss with no hesitation and tried to put the same amount of love and appreciation in it that he was.

His lips were exactly like I had imagined them. After staring at them for months dreaming about what they felt like, what they had tasted like I was finally tasting them. Soft, yet masculine. How someone could have such soft lips but still manage to be so strong. His hands holding me close to him, mine resting on his chest feeling the strong pecs underneath as they flexed with need.

We were there for minutes just kissing each other and reveling in the fact that we finally had come clean with each other. He pulled away much to my disappointment before throwing me over his shoulder and carrying me into the safe house. I giggled at him and pretended to protest as he walked through the apartment with me thrown over him. He tossed me onto the bed before shaking a stern finger at me and laughing.

"Now we are going to sit here all night and I'm going to kiss you until we fall asleep." He said. Both of us still soaking wet we decided to get a little more comfortable before we setteled in. I took a shower to warm up and when I came out I was greeted with candle light filling up the room and bathing it in a romantic glow. Steve was settled in bed in a t shirt and shorts waiting for me. He patted the bed besides him and welcomed me to join him. Something I was more than ok with doing. I crawled in with him and he wrapped his arms around me pushing me down into the mattress while kissing me. My head was spinning with excitement, the taste and the wonderful smell of Steve over powering my senses. He was heavy on top of me but it was nothing I couldn't handle.

My hands were in his hair and his were on me, the kisses deepening and the urges growing. Our breathing was heavy and shaky as we both drank each other in. It was heady and needy and everything I could have ever imagined with him. I could feel his excitement growing with every second and it was almost too much to handle.

"Wait, stop." He said pulling away from me and sitting up. "I can't." I was shocked but somehow not entirely surprised. Steve had been my best friend for months and I knew everything about him. I knew how important this was to him and how old fashioned he was.

"Are you okay?" I asked sitting up with him.

"Yeah I'm fine I just- I don't know I mean I've been waiting for this for years and I want you- I want you so bad but... There's this nagging voice in my head telling me to wait. I know that probably makes me sound so pathetic but this is YOU. I want to do this right." He said. I could tell it was bothering him. His life had adjusted to the 21st century but his morals had not. It was nothing to be ashamed of, in fact if anything it made him more desirable. This man was sitting here telling me that he wanted to wait because he wanted to do right by me. He was thinking with his upstairs head.

"Steve that's nothing to be ashamed of. In fact it's quite admirable. You're putting my feelings first and I could never ask anything more than that." I said. I could tell a weight had been lifted off of his shoulders and I was happy I could reassure him. He reached over and grabbed me tight pulling me to lay on his chest. His hands went to my hair as he played with it.

"Tell me what your biggest fear is." He asked. I pondered for a moment before carefully wording my answer.

"I guess my biggest fear isn't the normal stuff... it's not sharks or drowning or anything like that. I guess it would be being alone. I've always had this fear that everyone I care about is going to die before me, and I'm going to be old and alone and have I one here when my final moments come. I don't think anyone should have to go alone." I said. It was a genuine dread of mine.

"That makes sense. I guess mine would be reliving what's already happened to me. I am terrified that I'm going to get stuck again... and I'm going to wake up and everyone I love is either going to be gone or old. I guess you could say we have the same fears. Seeing Peggy before she died was worse than waking up and thinking she was already gone. I had to lose her twice... I won't let that happen again... I will never ever let myself make the same stupid mistakes." He seemed almost crusaded with himself, like he would have rather let the world end then make the sam choices he made last time. I felt for him, I genuinely did.

"Steve can I tell you something I haven't told anyone since I moved?" I asked.

"Of course."

"The reason I moved was clouded in kind of a lot of anger and aniexty. I was scared and on the run. My last boyfriend, his name was Jared. We met when I was 16 and he was 20. At that time I had thought nothing of it, why was this man, an adult, so interested in this young woman. Of course as a teenager I was thrilled that an older man was interested in dating me. So the years went on and we dated and everything was great until I turned 18. I was an adult now and that threatened him. So then began the constant questioning of where I was going and what I was doing, who I would be with at all times. He would eventually ask me to move in with him. After that it was like I was completely his property. I couldn't go anywhere without him. He knew my location at all times and if I lied I would be punished. He would scream and hit, break things when he was angry. He would drink and swear and be violent. I was 22 when I decided enough was enough. I looked sick, I was skinny and malnourished. Stressed and scared al the time so I ran. Changed everything about me. My hair got healthy and I gained weight, I got tan and my skin started to too again. I was happy and living in Colorado when he found me. He had tracked me down somehow, he threatened to kill me so I ran again. I was so scared and alone again it snapped me right back into that starving scared girl that I was when I was with him. So I quickly packed up and I fled again, this time to D.C. and that night, I met you..." I had tears welling up in my eyes and I could tell he was upset to. This man had no clue that in my worst one he was my savior.

"I promise you, if that coward ever tries to find you again I'll personally tear him limb from limb." He answered. I knew he genuinely meant it too. I looked up at him and he wiped the tears from my eyes with his thumb. He leaned down and gently kissed me again. It felt different than some of our first, it was softer and more understanding. He could convey so many emotions through his touch, it was something I had never experienced before.

The night wore on and we talked and talked. The talking mixed with gentle sessions of kissing and just being with each other. We had slept in the same bed before but this time it was different. He wasn't afraid to hold me, wasn't afraid to hold everything and intertwine our legs. We fit together perfectly as I fluttered off to sleep as he talked about something...

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STEVE'S POV

I awoke to the sun streaming in through the curtains of the safe house. The warmth of it's rays hitting my skin and waking me slowly. Looking to my side and seeing Victoria asleep on my arm made my heart flutter. I felt different for her than I had felt for Peggy. I had admired Peggy for her strength and cunning to hold her own against hoards of childish men, but Vic? She was soft and sweet. She didn't have the hard exterior or the sharp tounge. She was gentle and I loved the small amount of dependence that she had. It was nice to feel wanted and needed and not like you were just another piece of her life.

She stirred beside me as she turned over to face me. The sun shining on her tan skin illuminating her ligh layer of freckles over her cheeks and nose. Her long eyelashes laid on her face light as a feather, and she was slightly smirking in her sleep. I had watched her sleep many time before when I would stay with her nights I would have awful terrors. I would wake up before her and admire her beauty. I mean not to sound creepy or anything...

I wanted to give her everything, but the different times have made me scared to further any sort of relationship. In a world where swiping was the new way to meet people and couples would date for years before marriage. It was different when I was younger. Guys would meet their gals and be married within months, sometimes even weeks. I didn't want to scare her off, but I all didn't want to fuck it up and not show her how I really cared for her. I had felt awful leaving her the first time, because I was too much of a pussy to say goodbye. But no not this time, I knew I wanted her to be mine.

I could imagine what our lives would be like. I could imagine the wedding. I could see her nine months pregnant and waddling around while I built a crib. It was everything I had ever wanted. When I told Bucky and Sam I had met a girl they weren't surprised. Bucky had always heard me talk about having a family since we were 15, and Sam just knew I was the type. But a part of me was also scared I would disappear for another 70 years... That I would marry her and then get stuck again and she would go on living without me...

I got up and made my way into the kitchen to make her breakfast. Opening the fridge I grabbed the eggs and turned when I was startled.

"Tony what the fuck?" I whispered trying not to wake my girl in the next room.

"You know for being a super soldier you don't have super senses." He said clearly not getting the hint about whispering.

"Do you need something?"

"I'm turning on the bat signal." he said helping himself to one of the bananas in the fruit basket on the island table.

"The bat signal?" I asked.

"Have you caught up on anything man? Yes the bat signal I'm calling in the team. We've recieved another world threat and I need your help."

"What's the threat?"

"Your old friend Johann Schmidt is back and he's not happy."

"No. No way. Call Thor I am not getting tangled back up with that... that THING." I sneered.

"Listen I already called Thor. The whole squad is gearing up for this. We don't know when he's gonna snap and try to end the world. Everyone is at the ready." He said.

"How the hell is he exactly back? I thought he was banished to some other dimension?"

"Remember that wacko that took your gal a few weeks ago. Elias Brandt? Yeah he somehow got his red ass back from the boonies and now they're plotting to end us all." He answered.

"What exactly are they threatening us with?"

"You ask a lot of questions... look man I'm telling you we have to be prepared, and this time I'm not having the kids apart, we're all gonna be in the same kiddie pool. So, there's a jet coming here at 3 o' clock to grab you and bring you to Avengers Tower in NYC. You can stay there until we get this all figured out." He answered.

"You mean we can stay." I said.

"Don't put think she'll be safer here? Johann is gonna come for us first and you know it. She'd be better off here with the armed guy."

"I'm not letting her out of my sight again. So it's either WE go, or I don't go at all." I responded folding my arms.

"Fine. See you later Spangles." He said getting up and leaving. I hoped to god for all of us, for the whole planet, that Johann Schmidt was not as strong as he once was...