[ Yes, he knows he's right. The medical people had taken to sending Steve to find him because his scowling doesn't scare his best friend. And apparently, there were a few of the medical people that were intimidated by him. He doesn't mind, though. Steve is... his anchor.
Except, there was another anchor in his life, if he'd just let her. His eyes meet hers in the window. He can't help the hitch in his heartbeat, or in his breath. She's beautiful, always has been. When she's kicking ass and taking names he can't help but admire her.
He's across the gym and catching the bag before he realizes what's going on. His hand reaches out and slaps against the bag. He braces it against his body. She's welcome to hit it as hard as she dares. ]
Neither can you.
[ He's hyper-aware of her. He wants not to be, but he can't help it. ]
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Except, there was another anchor in his life, if he'd just let her. His eyes meet hers in the window. He can't help the hitch in his heartbeat, or in his breath. She's beautiful, always has been. When she's kicking ass and taking names he can't help but admire her.
He's across the gym and catching the bag before he realizes what's going on. His hand reaches out and slaps against the bag. He braces it against his body. She's welcome to hit it as hard as she dares. ]
Neither can you.
[ He's hyper-aware of her. He wants not to be, but he can't help it. ]