There was silence,
heavy emptiness in the air
- the events of Doom weighted on everyone's shoulder,
the ones who survived..
As soon as they arrived back at the palace, Steve had to part from the others.
He barely kept it together but did not want to make things harder for them than it already was,
not now when who knew how much time they had till the next round of this
hell. (They needed him to stand steady, but he couldn't do it now.)
With the closed door behind, he breathed heavily
but before he could let his face bury in his hands, suddenly he noticed that he was not alone...
Natasha stood beside him
(he didn't even notice that she followed him)
Nat - he barely whispered
he looked into her eyes and she looked into his,
there were no words needed (not that they would have the capacity for it)
Like two opposite pole of magnets
they pulled together,
without thinking
- in the next moment her arms were around his shoulders
and his arm were around her waist
they breathed each other's air.
Natasha and Steve stood there in silence, desperately hold onto each other
like both of them would fear that if one would ease the hold
the other would disappear..
- The connection they shared was so organic like they would be two parts of one being
but the reality of it was not quite realized before..
They knew what they shared was strong but now , with the turn of late events , they had to face that
it was also something vulnerable -
still
Her nearness and touch were like an anchor for him,
and slowly he felt his hopelessness started to lose it's power..
(how can such comfort be found in such circumstances?!)
As their eyes met again Steve felt a sudden urge to kiss her
passionately
but he didn't
it would have felt inappropriate at a time like this..
so
he kissed her on the forehead.
The world, their world was falling apart
but at least they were still here.
Through the pain and sorrow they were here for each other
standing side by side, as always
(Maybe what started now was an infinity war but the sacred force between them was also infinite.)
Though nothing was certain in this life ,
one thing was for sure
- the law of gravity was this: she was his gravity
and he was hers.