Stars Stripes and Metal

Confessions

In the early morning hours, Ana sits awake on her bed. She stares out her window, her legs pulled up under her. Her finger slides across her bottom lip, thinking about what Ultron said. He knows her, he knows a lot about her. And somehow he knows about her relationship with Steve. Which is insane, because it's brand new. She knew Steve was mad but she still expected him to come to her after the briefing. He didn't. And she would be lying if she said she wasn't disappointed. She fell for him faster than she expected. Like she was half in love with him before they slept together. Then the act of sex just completed everything for her.

Ana decides she doesn't want to wait for him anymore. If he doesn't want to come see her, that's fine. But she isn't going to wait and she isn't going to go find him. She's angry with him now, simply because he's mad at her and because he tired to stop her from doing her job. Just because they slept together one time doesn't make him her husband. Boyfriend yes, but he had no right to tell her to get out of there. And no right to be angry at her for fighting.

Ana glances at the clock, seeings its a little after 5am. She might as well start her day, but first coffee. She sighs as she gets up, slipping her healed feet into a pair of slippers. Knowing that there is glass all over the main living room. She throws on a chunky sweater and yanks open her door. She jumps seeing the body on the floor.

Steve sits on the ground against he wall opposite her door. His legs are pulled up to his chest, arms resting on his knees. His head hangs low, defeated. He looks up at her sadly when the door moves.

"What are you doing out here?" She asks him, kneeling in front of him.

"I needed to know you were ok." He admits, his voice low and embarrassed.

"How long were you out here for?"

"Since everyone went to bed."

"Four hours?" She sighs, "Steven. You could have came in."

"I didn't think you wanted to see me." He looks down. "You certainly don't need me. Not when every other man in the house sees to your every need."

Ana moves closer to him, he lowers his legs and she climbs onto his lap, facing him. Straddling his thighs. Ana lays her hand on his cheek, her thumb grazing his bottom lip before resting on his chin.

"I need you." She admits. "I want you. I'm falling in love with you." She smiles softly as she said the last few words.

"Really?" He asks her nervously.

She nods her head.

"Say it again." He begs.

"I'm falling in love with you." She repeats, this time looking into his eyes. Her heart thumps hard in her chest.

He smiles and pulls her close to him. Nuzzling into her neck, her hair tickles his nose as he breathes her in. Clinging to her.

"I'm falling in love with you too." He whispers into her throat, his lips grazing the skin under her right ear.

"Then take me to bed baby." She whispers as she tilts her head to the side, giving him more access.

"I need a shower first."

Ana nods.

"Wanna join me?" He asks softly, hoping she'll say yes. Now that they told each other how they feel, he wants to show her as soon as possible.

Ana nods.

Steve grips her waist and holds onto her while getting to his feet, he's grateful she's incredibly small and light. Otherwise moving from completely seated on the ground to stand with someone in his arms, wrapped around his torso would not have been so easy.