The crowd was cheering with excited voices and spreading a choir of yells through the platforms and onto the field. Creating a joyful and nice atmosphere in the arena. The tall lights that dissolve the green grass into big cozy rays blinded Steve's eyes lightly and he closed his eyes for a second. Trying to regain control and stamina before opening them again. Full focus on what was happening in front of him.
The game would soon be over and they had less than twenty seconds to score before the bell would ring and the counts stand equal. They had to score. They just had to.
Steve took a deep breath through his nose, letting the slightly cold evening air fill his lungs before he took his chance by sprinting towards his opponents. His side hit the other player forcefully, which made him trip and lose balance for a few seconds, which were enough for Steve to gracefully move the ball to his feet.
The applauds and cheers got louder and louder the closer he got to the goal. Adrenaline and victory ran through his veins while his long legs moved faster than lightning. The goal only got closer and closer. Meters by meters he came closer to victory and pride, knowing that this will be remembered for a very long time.
His teammates were cheering at him while the sounds got louder and louder until he suddenly was completely alone on the beautiful green grass.
And from out of nowhere, he heard a loud crackling sound. A sound that made his eyes widened while the heartbeats of his heart echoed in his ears. The ball was gone and he fell slowly and gently towards the ground. The cracking sound still clear in his mind as his body hits the ground.
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Sweaty and panting Steve threw his upper body off the white sheets. His eyes wide and his chest rising up and down in a fast tempo as small drops of sweat were covering his naked chest and forehead.
"God.." Steve whispered to himself as he wiped his face with his slightly pale hand. He wasn't usually the one who got nightmares. At least not dreams like this.
He shook his head to himself before throwing the covers off of his overly sweaty body. Swallowing a few times as his whole throat felt like a desert.
It felt so odd to have a dream like that. More because of the feeling he had got made him terrified. Seriously terrified. When he had laid on the grass, hearing the cracking sound from his leg and all the voices that surrounded him, he had been so close to almost crying. It was so scary and the fear of not being able to walk again made his head hurt.
He knew that the chances of that happening were at a minimum. But still...
He stood up on wooby legs and slowly walking up to his bathroom, opened the bathroom door with tired eyes. He blinked irritated as he turned the lights on and the yellow light hit him like a fricking meteoroid. He had no idea what time it was, probably like 3 AM or something. It didn't matter, he was still tired as fuck and would jump right into bed again. He just needed to clear his head.
He grabbed a cup and watched with heavy eyelids as the cold water filled it before connecting it to his lips. Swallowing down the cold liquid with a satisfied hum.
After two cups of water, he finally felt pleased and put it down on the sink again. His eyes meeting his own as he looked at his reflection, shivering as his body started to freeze from all the sweating. He traveled his hand over his six-pack, wiping off most of the drips before cleaning his hand under the water. Too tired to grab a towel and clean his skin.
He took one last deep breath through his nose before turning off the lights and throwing himself into the soft sheets. Snuggling his head into his puffy pillow while grabbing it lightly. As he laid on his tummy with his eyes closed and waited for his dreams to take over, he heard his phone buzz.
Ignore it. It's probably nothing.
He eyes again. But then it buzzed again and he sighed, knowing that the social freak he was wouldn't be able to sleep if he didn't check what it was. Probably a lame update or whatever.
He picked up his phone from the floor before laying himself back on his tummy again. Only to wrinkle his forehead in surprise when he saw what it was.
A DM on instagram, from TonyZtark_.
What the? He thought, being slightly surprised that Tony even knew his Instagram and that he was still awake.
He unlocked his phone and opened instagram with curious eyes. Reading through the message.
TonyZtark_:You're probably not awake but I know how to fix your "try out" problem.
Steve's eyes turned wide as he tapped his fingers on the screen.
Steverogers: What? How?
TonyZtark_: So you are awake.
Steve wanted to roll his eyes at the response but he was way too tired to care by now.
Steverogers: Obviously, why are you awake?
TonyZtark_: Doesn't matter, why are you?
Steverogers: Doesn't matter.
He smiled a little when the other person stopped writing. Almost like he was thinking about what to answer next. Which he probably was.
After a few seconds of silence, Steve's phone vibrated again and the text popped up.
TonyZtark_: Fine. I couldn't sleep.
Steverogers: Did you even try?
TonyZtark_: Why do you care?
Steverogers: Just asking.
TonyZtark_: ...okay no I didn't. BUT if I had tried I wouldn't be texting you right now.
Steverogers: True 😏
TonyZtark_: Why the hell are you awake?
Steverogers: Bad dream.
TonyZtark_: Aww..want me to sing you a lullaby?
Steverogers: Oh haha...
Steve couldn't help but smile amusingly with the phone resting in his hand. The light from the screen was shining up his face while the idea of getting back to sleep was totally forgotten by now.
He was too occupied with texting this dorky jerk to worry about sleep. Maybe he should call him that from now on.
Steverogers: So...what do you mean with "know how to fix my try out problem"?
TonyZtark_: I might have found a solution so you can run properly...
Steve's breath got caught in his throat as he read through the message.
Steverogers: How?
He copied his first tex quickly. Tapping his fingers impatiently at the frame of his iPhone while waiting for Tony to finish typing.
TonyZtark_: I did a little research and experimenting and came up with somehing that'll help support your ankle.
Steverogers: Wait, you didn't need to do that for me.
TonyZtark_: I didn't do it for you. I need it or my project.
Steverogers: Whatever you say 😏
TonyZtark_: Back to the subject🙄 Come over before school so we can try it. I've already tried it myself but need to be sure that you can handle it.
TonyZtark_: ...
TonyZtark_: That sounded wrong..
Steverogers: Yea it did 😂
TonyZtark_: You know what I ment.
Steverogers: Yea...thank you for helping me.
TonyZtark_: Whatever.
And with that the online sign on Tony's profile ddisappearedand Steve was left with their chat in front of his eyes. A smile had formed on his lips during their conversation, and a warm cozy feeling in his stomach that hadn't been there before, suddenly appeared
He put his phone back onto the hard floor again before pulling the soft cover over his blond haired head. Sleep was now taking over his body and his eyelids felt even more heavy second by second, and after a while, he closed them fully.
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Sorry again for such a short chapter. I just finished school and will from now on publish more often...