Avengers/Marvel - In the Morning's Hush

[khriskin]

Title: In the Morning's Hush
Fandom: Marvel Movieverse
Rating: PG, Gen (but Steve/Bucky if you bring your own subtext)
Notes: Canon divergent, because Civil War was all sorts of stupid in terms of characterization and I'd like to think they worked out their issues an Bucky came home to the tower. The title is from Mary Elizabeth Frye's poem Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep,

Steve knows it's an illusion, no more real than fever dreams or Wanda's nightmares, because his life isn't this.

 

It isn't couches soft as clouds and televisions the size of cars. Isn't pantries stuffed with food so exotic he's never sure if Tony's joking if something's edible. Isn't a ghost sprawled beside him, eating popcorn and mocking bad movies like he'd never been gone. Never been dead.

 

It's an illusion and Steve knows if he says it aloud, gives into doubt for a second he'll wake up. In the war. In the ice. In the empty apartment.

 

So he dreams.

Comments

[st_aurafina]

Oh, poor slightly shattered Steve! He doesn't believe he gets to have this life.

[khriskin]

I have a feeling that any time anything good happens to him, he's going to be side-eyeing Wanda, poor dude. I was starting out the prompt with Tony, who's just as broken, but coming from the opposite direction, but the plot bunny put his foot down... and I got Steve. ;)