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Pre Captain America: Winter Soldier
I wake up and stay in bed, leaning against the headboard, relaxing. I don't get to do that too often and I woke up long before my alarm was set to go off anyway. I just watch (y/n) sleep. It's the time I think she's at her most perfect, except for when she's laughing. One time I asked her how she could stand to sleep next to me. I'm a director of a terrifying organization with a lot of enemies. She just smiled and said, "Every time I fall asleep with you, I show you how much I love you and trust you to keep me safe." I feel comforted to know she loves and trusts me that much. So, I love to see her sleep, because it reminds me of that. And then I don't feel so hopeless. I finger my eyepatch, reminiscing about old times. A hand reaches up and covers mine, pulling it away. I look over at (y/n) with my one good eye. She smiles tenderly. I have a habit of touching my eye patch when I'm thinking about bad times and she always picks up on that. She sits up and leans over, placing a kiss on my eye patch. Then on my cheek, my jaw, and finally my lips. I lift my hand to press her close to me. I don't know what on the damn earth I did to deserve her. She pulls back, running her hand down my chest. "Did you sleep okay?" she asks softly.
I encase her hand in my own, kissing it before resting it back on my chest. "I slept like always," I say.
She scoffs. "So not very well." I shrug.
"I'm used to it. How did you sleep?"
"Great," she smiles. She moves over so she can curl into my side and I lift my arm to wrap it around her.
"Nick?" she asks after a moment of silence.
"Yes, sweetie?"
"Is everything going okay? You know, at work."
I don't answer for a minute. "No," I say finally.
She lifts her head to look at me worriedly.
"I might have to disappear for awhile." I tell her. Her eyes widen.
"What?" she asks desperately.
"Baby, it's okay. Nothing will happen to me. I'll be back, I promise."
She watches me a moment more, then nods slowly. "Okay."
"Someone might come by to check on you. You can trust him. His name is Steve."
"Steve," she repeats. "Just....promise me something?"
"Anything."
"You be careful. I don't know what I'd do if-" I cut her off with a kiss.
"I promise. Nothing will happen to me," I say again. I hope I can keep that promise.