theycalledmeacurse: (perfection)
rogue. ([personal profile] theycalledmeacurse) wrote in [community profile] rogue_america 2017-01-06 04:54 am (UTC)

It was the best reaction she could have hoped for.

Watching Steve unwrap the framed photo, seeing the way so carefully touched the glass, she knew it had been the right choice. She could hear those tears in his voice, her vision swimming in response to that sound. He missed them all terribly, she could hear it in every story he'd shared with her and all the hundreds that he didn't, but as far as she knew, the only photographs he had of them were in the files provided by SHIELD. Sure, there were dozens of photos that he could find on the internet, and footage of them all from newsreels that had made it into documentaries, but it just wasn't the same.

She slipped her arms around his middle, leaning into his solid warmth. "I don't have any photos of my family, the friends I left behind," she explained softly, the words sad but not anywhere near as much so as they had been on other occasions. "That's just not possible for me. But it was for you, so I-- I asked Tony to look through his father's things from the war. I made him promise not to say anything, but I'm kind of surprised he actually managed it."

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