Purposefully distracted by his different cooking projects, Steve was drawn out of his concentration by some noise coming from the bedroom. Glancing toward the doorway, he slowed to a pause, waiting to see if Rogue called out for him, or texted him again. She might have just bumped the bedside table.
When he did hear her call out - it wasn't for him. Steve felt like he'd been kicked in the stomach when he heard Rogue call out for Remy; followed quickly by worry and a spike of panic, because there was no good reason for Rogue to be calling out for her deceased husband, unless she was confused, possibly delirious. Quickly turning the heat down on the stove burners, Steve was already on his way toward the bedroom when he heard a thud that could only be from a body hitting a hard surface, a sound he was very familiar with. His stride turned into a sprint, but he came to a stop just in the doorway.
Thankful he hadn't heard her hitting the floor, he was still concerned that she was up and leaning against the wall - obviously what she'd fallen against. "Rogue?" he called cautiously.
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Date: 2017-02-27 04:21 am (UTC)When he did hear her call out - it wasn't for him. Steve felt like he'd been kicked in the stomach when he heard Rogue call out for Remy; followed quickly by worry and a spike of panic, because there was no good reason for Rogue to be calling out for her deceased husband, unless she was confused, possibly delirious. Quickly turning the heat down on the stove burners, Steve was already on his way toward the bedroom when he heard a thud that could only be from a body hitting a hard surface, a sound he was very familiar with. His stride turned into a sprint, but he came to a stop just in the doorway.
Thankful he hadn't heard her hitting the floor, he was still concerned that she was up and leaning against the wall - obviously what she'd fallen against. "Rogue?" he called cautiously.