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Induced dreams
Pairing: Surprise!
Word count: 1777 words.
Summary: Appearances deceive, Steve and you have come out for a few years, yet on a mission everything could change.
Warnings: A little smut, not very explicit, swearing.
A/N: The text message is in italics and bold.
Flashbacks are in italics.
This is my entry to the @whistlingwillows‘s Hayley’s 1.5K Writing Challenge with the prompt #12:
“I will not die today. The same cannot be said for you”
Also is my entry to the @the--sad--hatter ‘s The Weird & The Wonderful-Challenge with the quote prompt #14:
“One person’s craziness is another person’s reality”
My entry to the @thinkoutsidethebex ‘s Bex’s 600 Follower Writing Challenge with the prompt #3:
“Two heads are better than one”
And my entry to the @waiting4inspiration’s Stay safe, Stay home Writing Challenge with the prompt #19:
“Frankly, my dear. I don’t give a damn”
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You wake up to feel the sunlight that was already beginning to seep into the room that you shared with Steve, in a few days it would be his third anniversary, then on that day he would ask you to marry, he had already planned everything.
If someone asked Steve how you had met or your love story, he could tell it in great detail, he did not forget anything and he believed that he would not find someone to share his life with until he met you.
"Good morning doll" he greeted you when he realized that you had already woken up.
"Hello," you murmured.
Steve started kissing your shoulder, you smiled.
“I was thinking…”
"About what?" You questioned.
"How much I love you," he replied.
“I love you too.”
“You are the best thing that has ever happened to me, "he said and he kissed your neck now.
"I feel lucky to have you," you replied.
He continued kissing your shoulder and your neck, he lowered a hand to your thigh to start caressing him, you turned around, put yourself on top of him and caressed his face with one hand, he continued to caress your thighs, you kissed him and they began to caress each other increasing the intensity until the mobile phones rang interrupting the moment.
"Right, a mission," you complained annoyed.
You had less than an hour to reach the base and leave for the mission.
Everything is ready
You smiled at the message you had received, you immediately saved your mobile phone, the mission was only for Steve and you, so nothing complicated appeared
"Are you ready?" He asked, standing next to you.
"Always and you, babe?"
"If you're with me, yes."
He kissed you and you got on the ship, you were not going to allow your nerves to take over you, you had to have everything under control as you always had, you couldn't make a single mistake.
As soon as you reached the abandoned base where the mission was, you decided to separate to cover more places and finish the mission more quickly and effectively.
"Y/N, position," Steve asked.
“Coming upstairs and yours?” You asked over the comm.
"I keep checking the first room," he replied.
Suddenly Steve thought he heard a scream, he left where he was and started running towards where you said you were.
“Y/N? Y/N status? Y/N?”
He was worried because he did not receive any response, distressed about what could have happened, he hurried to get to your location immediately, he could not lose you.
As soon as he entered he saw you unconscious and one of the enemies was gagging you.
Right at the moment when he was going to throw his shield, he felt a needle in his back, his body stopped reacting, he couldn't believe it that was not supposed to be possible, and he was supposed to be immune to that kind of thing thanks to serum.
He tried to raise his arm to reach you, he didn't feel it anymore, and he couldn't move, he didn't want to lose you, he needed to do everything possible to avoid being hurt.
Steve in a first attempt wanted to open his eyes without success, he noticed that he was tied to a chair perhaps, he tried harder until he managed to open them, he immediately looked for you, he needed to make sure you were there, you were equally gagged in a chair next to him.
"Doll?" He asked fearfully.
"Stevie ...”
“Are you fine?”
"I think so, I just don't know, I don't understand what happened, I can't get away," you answered confused.
You heard a very heavy door open and footsteps tried to turn around but couldn't, so you waited until the person was in front of you.
"Wow until great Captain America woke up!" Brock exclaimed mockingly.
“Rumlow”
"I thought this would be more difficult, but it was easier than taking candy from a child," said Brock.
He crossed his arms facing you.
"Let her go, she's innocent," Steve asked.
Brock smirked and turned to see you, they looked at each other for a few seconds before you opened your mouth.
"Untie me," you ordered.
Brock approached you, untied you, he gets up, Steve kept his eyes on all the movements, he would do anything to save you, whatever it took, you and Brock saw each other again, you smiled and kissed him.
"What the hell?" Steve asked,
You separated from Brock and you got closer to Steve bending down a little to be at the height of his face
“Y/N, what does this mean?” He asked furiously.
"Oh, Captain America fell in love with me!" You teased.
"And who isn't if you're charming," Brock commented.
“You see Stevie there is something we want to prove because we have a very important mission.”
Steve started struggling to getaway.
"Oh, don't try hard, you won't make it, we made sure to achieve the objective of our mission, it was something simple but slow," he continued.
Steve stopped and stared at you trying to process what he was hearing.
“Our mission? What do you mean?”
“One person’s craziness is another person’s reality.”
You got close to his face, you kissed him on the cheek.
"Hail HYDRA," you whispered in her ear then licked her earlobe.
You separated and went to where Brock was.
“What?”
Steve was stunned, he couldn't believe it, it had all been a lie, he had fallen into the trap and he never suspected a thing.
"You're pathetic, don't worry. HYDRA will take care of everything," Brock said.
Steve felt betrayed, he truly loved you, and he had never expected you to do something as low as that.
"Did you really think I was going to change my ten years’ relationship with Brock by being with you?"
Brock giggled.
"If they gave me this mission, it's because they knew I could complete it perfectly," you said.
"I can't believe it, it was all a lie, and I thought you were a good person, you were always so charming."
"Frankly, my dear. I don’t give a damn”
"As soon as I get out of here, I'm going to kill you," Steve said.
You ignored the threats Steve kept saying, Brock saw you again, you moved away a little to go to the table that was in the place while Rumlow watched him, and you took a syringe containing a green liquid.
“You see Steve we need to study you well, in fact, I took care of it as well as the collection of some samples that would be useful, our scientists analyzed them to create some substances that Erskine's serum could not assimilate, then they will subject you to another procedure, believe me, HYDRA has great plans for you.
"You're not as immune or invincible in the end as they made you think Cap," Brock scoffed.
“Everything that you used to tell me was a lie, wasn't it?” Steve asked, his voice sounding hurt.
"You fell so easily into the story that I was a weak girl and I needed that the great Captain America to protect me," you scoffed.
"You bitch, you are going to pay me, I'm going to kill you," Steve threatened.
“I will not die today. The same cannot be said for you”
“I'm going to get revenge, I'll make you pay Y/N.”
"No, you won't, you won't remember any of this."
"Sure, they sent you because they didn't think Rumlow was enough."
He was going to change his strategy, if he could get Rumlow to get close to him, then he could disarm him and escape, he didn't want to hurt you, he would take you hostage and make you confess everything.
“Two heads are better than one.”
You had considered the possibility, so Brock did not move from his place, you approached Steve and injected the contents of the syringe, Steve twisted, the sensation was worse than when the serum was injected, he felt as if his veins burned in the fire.
"How long will it take to take effect?" Brock asked.
"They told me that in a normal person fifteen minutes, in him five," you replied.
“Did they tell you what effects did you inject?”
"He will remember all the things he feels guilty about all his life as if he were there again, witnessing them."
“Wow, you're the best.”
“I know.”
You kissed him again, he began to caress your back, you knew that as soon as you had time he would give you your reward, now only had to observe the behavior that he began to show since it seemed that the liquid began to take effect.
Steve was sweating as if he had a fever, his breathing began to accelerate, he closed his eyes tightly, in his mind, a cluster of images began to appear, it hurt, and he felt a lot of pain.
He remembered his dying mother in the hospital, the months before he got sick he had been working longer to buy his medicines and everything he needed if he had not been so weak, if he had not told him that he wanted to go to university She had not had to try harder, it was her fault that she had become ill with tuberculosis and then she died.
He saw Bucky fall from the train again, it was his fault that his best friend, he must have done something more to prevent him from having that fateful fate, he felt that he had betrayed the only person who was there supporting him after losing his mother.
He could see every single face of the people he hadn't been able to save over the years, he should have done something else.
“How long will it take for our agents to arrive?” You asked Brock.
“Half an hour.”
"If you did what you promised me?" You asked, pretending a sweet voice.
"First we need to make him Captain HYDRA, then as soon as there is a chance we will have the trio that you love so much," he assured you.
"That's why I love you," you said.
"No, you love me because I'm the best," he corrected you.
Both laughed.
“Do you think I should have told him about his best friend?”
"Better find out later, I assure you that by having the two super soldiers on our side, HYDRA will dominate the world."
You sat down to watch the show he was offering as you waited for the rest of the team to arrive.
No mission has ever been so easy before.
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Still Waters Run Deep Featuring Deadpool by @spycamp
Doctor Shocktooth
“Ironman this is Mr. Deadpool I mean Wade Watts yes in this case and moment I am Wade Watts. I have finally found my nemesis and I need you to recruit the people to defeat him. Not you don’t want none of this guy we have to run this ex partay if you know what I mean. Understand anything I do out of line with his desires he shocks my teeth. I call him Doctor Shocktooth because he has obviously mastered the job. Call me back its safe to talk.”
“Wolverine this is Wade Watts, I am not going by Deadpool right now because I have to prove to myself that I can control myself from being defeated by this new enemy. I need you to get with Ironman and figure out a chain of command. I am going to be the colonel on this one directing traffic to fight the enemy I call Doctor Shocktooth. Every move I make, sure I can talk up a storm but if I make one move of aggression in any form this nemesis of mine starts shocking my teeth. And I am convinced it’s a bio-neural connection meaning his mind is controlling my body and its absolute torture. Call me back.”
“Professor Xavier this is Wade Watts and this has been a long time coming and I know this may take a long while but understand I am going to be the colonel on this mission. I am going to call the shots and we are going to take down this new enemy I have dubbed Doctor Shocktooth. This asshole has really trained me be still and I am going to prove to him myself and everyone that still waters run deep. So, I am out of the action on this one I am going to call the shots and together we will work together as a team and take down Doctor Shocktooth. Call me back as soon as you digest this dose of maturity.”
@thinkoutsidethebex
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Sueños inducidos
Pareja: ¡Sorpresa!
Palabras: 1641 palabras
Resumen: Las apariencias engañan, Steve y tú han salido unos cuantos años, sin embargo en una misión todo podría cambiar.
Advertencias: un poco de Smut, nada explicito, maldiciones y malas palabras.
N/A: El mensaje de texto está en negritas y cursiva.
Los recuerdos están en cursivas.
Es mi entrada para Hayley’s 1.5K Writing Challenge con la frase #12:
“No moriré hoy. No se puede decir lo mismo de ti”.
Y también es mi entrada para The Weird & The Wonderful-Challenge con frase #14:
“La locura de una persona es la realidad de otra persona”
Así como mi entrada para Bex’s 600 Follower Writing Challenge con la frase #3:
“Dos cabezas son mejores que una”
Y mi entrada para Stay safe, Stay home Writing Challenge con la frase #19:
“Francamente, querido. Me importa un bledo.”
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Te despertaste al sentir la luz del sol que ya se empezaba a colar en la habitación que compartías con Steve, en unos días sería su tercer aniversario, entonces en ese día te pediría matrimonio, ya había planeado todo.
Si alguien le preguntara a Steve como se habían conocido o su historia de amor, podría contarla con lujo de detalles, no olvidaba nada, él creyó que no volvería a encontrar a alguien con quien compartir su vida hasta que te conoció.
—Buenos días muñeca—te saludó al darse cuenta que ya habías despertado.
—Hola—murmuraste.
Steve comenzó a besar tu hombro, sonreíste.
—Estaba pensando…
— ¿En qué?—cuestionaste.
—En lo mucho que te amo—respondió.
—Yo también te amo.
—Eres lo mejor que me ha pasado en la vida—dijo mientras ahora te besaba el cuello.
—Me siento afortunada de tenerte—respondiste.
Continuó besando tu hombro y tu cuello, bajó una mano hasta tu muslo para comenzar a acariciarlo, te volteaste, te pusiste encima de él y acariciaste con una mano su rostro, él seguía acariciando tus muslos, lo besaste y comenzaron a acariciarse subiendo la intensidad hasta que los celulares sonaron interrumpiendo el momento
—Claro, una misión—te quejaste con molestia.
Tenían menos de una hora para llegar a la base y salir hacia la misión.
Todo está listo
Sonreíste ante el mensaje que habías recibido, de inmediato guardaste tu celular, la misión únicamente era para Steve y para ti, así que no aparecía nada complicado
— ¿Estás lista?—te preguntó poniéndose a un lado de ti.
—Siempre y ¿tú, amor?
—Si estás conmigo sí.
Te di un beso y subieron a la nave, no ibas a permitir que los nervios se apoderaran de ti, debías tener todo bajo control como siempre lo habías hecho, no podías cometer ni un solo error.
En cuanto llegaron a la base abandonada donde era la misión decidieron separarse para abarcar más campo y terminar de manera más rápida y efectiva la misión.
—T/N, posición—pidió Steve.
—Llegando al piso superior y ¿la tuya?—preguntaste por el comunicador.
—Sigo revisando la primera habitación—contestó.
De pronto a Steve le pareció escuchar un grito, salió de donde estaba y comenzó a correr hacia donde le habías dicho que estabas.
— ¿T/N? ¿T/N tu estatus? ¿T/N?
Se preocupó al no recibir respuesta alguna, angustiado de lo que te podría haber pasado apuró el paso para llegar de inmediato a tu ubicación, no podía perderte.
En cuanto entró te vio inconsciente y uno de los enemigos te estaba amordazando.
Justo en el momento en el que iba a lanzar su escudo, sintió una aguja en la espalda, su cuerpo dejaba de reaccionar, no podía creerlo, se suponía que eso no era posible, se suponía que él era inmune a ese tipo de cosas gracias al suero.
Trato alzar su brazo para alcanzarte, ya no lo sentía, no podía moverse, no te quería perder, necesitaba hacer todo lo posible para evitar que te hicieran daño.
Steve en un primer intento quiso abrir los ojos sin éxito, notó que estaba atado a una silla quizás, se esforzó más hasta que logró abrirlos, de inmediato te buscó con la mirada, necesitaba asegurarse que estuvieras ahí, tú estabas igualmente amordazada en una silla a lado de él.
— ¿Muñeca?—preguntó temeroso.
—Stevie…
— ¿Estás bien?
—Eso creo, solo no sé, no entiendo que pasó, no puedo zafarme—respondiste confundida.
Escucharon una puerta muy pesada abrirse y pasos, intentaron voltear pero no podían, así que esperaron hasta que la persona estuviera frente a ustedes.
— ¡Vaya hasta que gran Capitán América despertó!—exclamó burlonamente Brock.
—Rumlow
—Creí que esto sería más difícil, pero fue más fácil que quitarle un dulce a un niño—dijo Brock.
Cruzó los brazos quedando frente a ustedes.
—Déjala ir, ella es inocente—pidió Steve.
Brock esbozó una sonrisa de autosuficiencia y volteó a verte, se miraron por unos segundos antes de que abrieras la boca.
—Desátame—le ordenaste.
Brock se acercó a ti, te desató, te levantes, Steve seguía con la mirada todos los movimientos, haría cualquier cosa para salvarte, lo que fuera necesario, Brock y tú se volvieron a ver, sonreíste y lo besaste.
— ¿Qué?—preguntó Steve estupefacto.
Te separaste de Brock y acercaste a Steve agachándote un poco para quedar a la altura de su cara
— ¿Qué significa esto T/N?—preguntó furioso.
— ¡Oh el Capitán América se enamoró de mí!—te burlaste.
—Y quien no si eres encantadora—comentó Brock.
—Veras Stevie hay algo que queremos probar porque tenemos una misión muy importante.
Steve comenzó a forcejear para intentar zafarse.
—Oh no te esfuerces, no lo lograras, nos aseguramos de conseguir el objetivo de nuestra misión, realmente fue algo sencillo aunque tardado—continuó.
Steve se detuvo y te miró fijamente tratando de procesar lo que estaba escuchando.
— ¿Nuestra misión? ¿A qué te refieres?—cuestionó.
—La locura de una persona es la realidad de otra persona.
Te acercaste a su rostro, le diste un beso en la mejilla.
—Hail HYDRA—le susurraste al oído y luego lamiste su lóbulo.
Te separaste y fuiste hasta donde se encontraba Brock.
— ¿Qué?
Steve estaba atónito, no podía creerlo, todo había sido una mentira, había caído en la trampa y nunca sospechó nada.
—Eres patético, no te preocupes HYDRA se encargará de todo—aseguró Brock.
Steve se sentía traicionado, él en verdad te amaba, nunca había esperado que fueras a hacer algo tan bajo como eso.
— ¿En verdad creías que iba a cambiar mi relación con Brock de diez años por estar contigo?
Brock soltó una risita.
—Si me dieron esta misión es porque sabían que podía cumplirla a la perfección—dijiste.
—No lo puedo creer, todo eso era una mentira, creí que eras una buena persona, siempre fuiste tan encantadora.
—Francamente, querido. Me importa un bledo.
—En cuanto salga de aquí los voy a matar—aseguró Steve.
Ignoraron las amenazas que no dejaba de decir Steve, Brock te volvió a ver, te alejaste un poco para ir a la mesa que había en el lugar mientras Rumlow lo vigilaba, tomaste una jeringa que contenía un líquido verde.
—Veras Steve necesitamos estudiarte bien, de hecho de eso me encargue yo así como de la recolección de algunas muestras que serían de utilidad, nuestros científicos las analizaron para poder crear algunas sustancias que el suero de Erskine no pudiese asimilar, después te someterán a otro procedimiento, créeme HYDRA tiene grandes planes para ti.
—Al final no eres tan inmune ni invencible como te hicieron creer Cap—se burló Brock.
—Todo eso que me solías decir era mentira, ¿verdad?—preguntó Steve, su voz sonaba herida.
—Caíste tan fácilmente en la historia de que yo era una chica débil y necesitaba que el Gran Capitán América me protegiera—te mofaste.
—Perra me las vas a pagar, los voy a matar—amenazó Steve.
—No moriré hoy. No se puede decir lo mismo de ti
—Me voy a vengar, te haré pagar T/N.
—No, no lo harás, no recordarás nada de esto.
—Claro, te mandaron a ti porque no creyeron que Rumlow fuera suficiente.
Iba a cambiar de estrategia, si lograba que Rumlow se acercara a él, entonces podría desarmarlo y escapar, no quería herirte, te llevaría como rehén y haría que confesaras todo.
—Dos cabezas son mejores que una.
Habían contemplado la posibilidad, así que Brock no se movió de su lugar, te acercaste a Steve y le inyectaste el contenido de la jeringa, Steve se retorció, la sensación era peor que cuando le inyectaron el suero, sentía como si sus venas ardieran en fuego.
— ¿Cuánto tardará en hacer efecto?—cuestionó Brock.
—Me dijeron que en una persona normal quince minutos, en él cinco—respondiste.
— ¿Te dijeron efectos tiene eso que le inyectaste?
—Recordará todas las cosas de las que se siente culpable en toda su vida como si volviera a estar ahí, presenciándolas.
—Wow, eres la mejor.
—Lo sé.
Se besaron de nuevo, comenzó a acariciarte la espalda, sabias que en cuanto tuvieran tiempo él te daría tu recompensa, ahora solo tenían que observar el comportamiento que él empezaba a mostrar, ya que parecía que el líquido comenzaba a hacerle efecto.
Steve estaba sudando como si tuviera fiebre, su respiración comenzó a acelerarse, cerró fuertemente sus ojos, en su mente un cúmulo de imágenes comenzaban a aparecer, dolía, sentía mucho dolor.
Recodaba a su madre moribunda en el hospital, los meses anteriores a enfermarse había estado trabajando más tiempo para poder comprar sus medicamentos y todo lo que él necesitaba, si él no hubiera sido tan débil, si no le hubiera dicho que quería ir a la universidad, ella no hubiese tenido que esforzarse más, era su culpa que se hubiera enfermado de tuberculosis y estuviera muerta.
Veía a Bucky caer del tren de nuevo, era su culpa que su mejor amigo, debía haber hecho algo más para evitar que él tuviese ese fatídico destino, sentía que había traicionado a la única persona que estuvo ahí apoyándolo después de haber perdido a su madre.
Podía ver cada uno de los rostros de las personas que no había podido salvar a lo largo de los años, debió haber hecho algo más.
— ¿Cuánto tardarán en llegar nuestros agentes?—le preguntaste a Brock.
—Media hora.
— ¿Si cumplieras lo que me prometiste?—inquiriste fingiendo una voz dulce.
—Primero necesitamos que lo conviertan en el Capitán HYDRA, luego en cuanto haya la oportunidad tendremos el trío que tanto quieres—te aseguró.
—Por eso te amo—le dijiste.
—No, me amas porque soy el mejor—te corrigió.
Los dos rieron.
— ¿Crees que debería haberle dicho de su amiguito?
—Mejor que se entere después, te aseguro que al tener a los dos súper soldados de nuestro lado, HYDRA dominará el mundo.
Sentaron a ver el espectáculo que ofrecía en lo que esperaban a que le estaba equipo llegará.
Ninguna misión había sido tan fácil anteriormente.
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