Did Lowes succeed today? [Comprehensive British and American]

When Rogers came back with the ice pack, Lowes lifted the curtains and looked outside in a daze, "Sit on the edge of the bed." He interrupted Lowes's uneasy contemplation.

"I'll do it myself." Lowes backed away a little.

Rogers dodged his outstretched hand, "Let me do it." He sat on the edge of the bed, "It must be a little cold." He said, holding Lowes' shoulder, and touched the ice pack to his face.

Lowes hissed, and was held back and couldn't let go.

"It will be comfortable in a while." Rogers pressed his shoulder and whispered.

Lowes squinted at him like a lazy cat.

Rogers was watched for a moment, raising his arms to block his view.I can't say why I can't face it.

The lounge was quiet, with only two breaths remaining.

After a while, Rogers switched positions.I was thinking about what to say, but I didn't know what to say to make people happy.

"Believe it or not, I've always been in your position before." Rogers smiled.Then he gestured, "It's the colorful faces that were beaten...cough." This doesn't seem funny, idiot!

Lowes blinked, "I know."

Rogers tilted his hand in the other direction.I don't know if it was his illusion, he felt that the doctor was soft when he was alone with him.

Rogers cleared his throat, "Romanoff said you went to visit your friend yesterday. Is he okay?"

Lowes shook his head.

Rogers followed his head with his hands, feeling a little cute for no reason, and felt itchy in his heart.

"He'll be fine. He has you." Rogers knew that he didn't seem to be smiling very well, but he still couldn't help pulling the corners of his mouth.

Lowes was quiet.

"Huh?" Rogers wondered, "Did I say something bad?"

Lowes raised his eyebrows, "Why do you say that?"

"...you don't seem to agree."

Lowes didn't know that his emotions were so easy to read, "I just seemed to be very powerful, but when I looked closely, I didn't do anything well."

Rogers frowned, "I'm sure you've done enough."

Lowes smiled.That means obviously not taking it to heart.

"It must be very powerful for you to pull me out of the ice intact. I know." Rogers plausibly said.

Lowes looked at him for a moment, "You're still the same."

"what?"

"Gentle." Lowes reached out to remove the ice pack from his face, and kept his finger on the back of Rogers' hand.

Rogers froze and dared not move.Lowes closed his eyes and brought his hand to his head, "Can you touch me?"

Rogers tensed up and let out a dry ah.

"Please." Lowes rubbed against his palm.

Rogers shuddered, his fingers sliding through the soft hair.Lowes thanked him lightly.

Rogers... Actually I haven't touched it yet.It's not good to continue to put his hand on it, so he retracted his hand and rubbed it against the edge of his pants.

He went to touch the ice bag, flustered, "...this one is out of ice, I'll change it for you."

Lowes looked at his tense back and was silent for a long time.After a while, he raised his hand and rubbed his temple.

Is it meaningful to ask whether he still retains some impressions of himself?After all, there is no going back.

Rogers squeezed a new ice pack and walked around the door of the lounge before taking a deep breath and walking in.

Lowes half leaned against the head of the bed, quietly.As if nothing happened, "I'm sorry, I offended you just now. If you don't mind, you don't have to come back. I'm fine."

Rogers' heart suddenly seemed to be pinched, pantothenic acid, a little pain.

It seemed like he shouldn't be so one-sidedly warm to someone he just met, but... the doctor was sad.

"Do you want to take a break?" Rogers said hoarsely, and strode over. "Sleep is the best way to relax."

"I'm not tired." Lowes reached for the ice pack in his hand, feeling alienated and cold, "You don't need to take care of me."

Rogers' hands were empty, and his heart was also empty.

Lowes pressed his face with one hand, and lifted the quilt with the other, "I probably have nothing to do today. I'll take you to where you live."

Rogers took a step forward, pressed the man back on the bed with a straight face, and lifted the quilt to cover him.

Lowes was dumbfounded.He looked at the man leaning over him, "... Rogers?"

Rogers took off his glasses, covered his eyes with his hands, and said forcefully, "Sleep."

Lowes pinched his hand, "What are you doing??"

"You sleep." Rogers ignored it.

"Rogers!! Are you sick?" Being trapped by the quilt and unable to move, his vision was dark, Lowes kicked him.The little chick twisted his thigh, but he couldn't.

"..." Rogers licked his lower lip, raised his leg and pressed it to restrain him, but he didn't dare to move or make a sound.

Lowes twisted it a few times and warned, "Rodgers! Let me go!"

Rogers shuddered, his back was sweating, and he still held his breath.It's like a murder scene.But the murderer just wants the victim to sleep.

"Steve Rogers!" Lowes raged.

"Don't talk." Rogers summoned up his courage, "Quiet!"

Lowes laughed angrily, opened his mouth, and bit his wrist viciously with his white teeth, without saving any effort.

Rogers snorted and didn't let go.

Lowes tasted the blood, and his teeth clenched even more fiercely.

There was a layer of sweat on Rogers' forehead, not from pain, but from panic.

The meat was about to fall off, but Rogers still didn't let go.

Lowes slowly let go of his mouth and swallowed.Rogers was obsessed, staring at his bright red mouth and rolling Adam's apple, and couldn't help but swallowed after him.

Scratching the eyelashes in his palm, Lowes said in a muffled voice, "You are really sick."

Rogers freed his hand and wiped his sweat, "Go to sleep. I will watch over."

After a while, Lowes hummed.

At this moment, the pores of Rogers' whole body were opened, and he couldn't help showing a silly smile with a sense of comfort.

He still didn't let go of his hands and legs. After waiting for a while, he realized that the person who was blindfolded by him was breathing steadily. He held it for more than half an hour before tentatively letting go of his hands.

People are already fast asleep.

He exhaled slowly, his legs were a little numb, and he tried to pull them apart lightly, but his movements froze in the air.

One hand was pinching the edge of his T-shirt, and five fingers were entangled in the light beige fabric, as if pinching the back of his neck, making him unable to move.

He sat back as he was, wiped his sweat, and looked at the tooth marks on his wrist.

Bloody, looking at it, he was amused.I don't know what I'm happy about.The wound didn't hurt anymore, he fought back and picked it again, and it started to hurt again.He bared his teeth and grinned again.

Very good, the teeth are neat, and the teeth marks are very beautiful.

Lowes slept soundly until sunset.

The standard working hours of the Institute are until 04:30, but researchers rarely get off work on time.

So until more than ten o'clock in the evening, the lights were still brightly lit.

Such a long time is long enough for Rogers to forget the little ecstasy, and save three, four, five, six, seventy in a day.

After saving, he cracked.

He pressed the doctor to make him sleep, didn't let him move, and was so angry that he bit people.

... Has his brain froze? ?

The doctor is so nice.None of this made me angry at myself.Really good.

He turned his head to look at the shallow breathing person, and after a while, he turned sideways and rubbed down so that he could look at his sleeping face.

The bruises on his face hadn't disappeared yet, and Rogers felt that it was an eyesore.Which bastard did it?How can you bear it?

Tony, who was partying in the bar, sneezed suddenly.

"Tony!" Pepper, who finished his work in the company and came out to arrest people, yelled loudly through the crowd dancing with demons.

Tony saw her at a glance and hugged her, "Pepper!" Super loudly, "Come and have fun!!!"

Pepper supported him with one hand, and called Happy with the other, "I found him." The two dragged him out of the bar.

As soon as the wind blew, Tony staggered and rushed out, leaning on the base of the wall, and vomited it all out.After vomiting, he wiped his mouth and was so disgusted by himself that he sat down on the ground with soft legs.

Pepper sighed and knelt down, "Okay. Let's go home."

"No." Tony hugged himself, pouted.

"What else do you want?" Pepper rubbed her throbbing temple.

Tony writhed all over his body, and after a while, his mouth shrunk, "That little bastard!! I'm so mad!!"

Pepper was sprayed with saliva, and his anger value began to climb slowly, "Really?"

Tony continued to babble, "I raised him with shit and piss—"

Pepper... "Is he raised by you?"

Tony stared, rubbing against the wall and pulling upwards, "Why didn't I raise it!! I raised it! It just didn't crawl out of my belly." He gestured at his belly.

Pepper laughed angrily, "How many months have you been here?"

"Two or three months." Tony patted his belly.

After standing for a while, he sat back down again with weak legs, "Since he was a child, he has been dishonest! He doesn't say what he thinks, and he doesn't ask what he wants. You have spoken to me twice. Once asked for a dog, Others still pick the rest. I still have to sign and draw a deposit, and there are loans and repayments.

I asked for a Christmas gift once, so that my dad could retire honestly and spend time with me. "

Tony's eyes flushed, "What about me? I got him kidnapped! If you are in a bad mood, you can find him! If you have no ideas, you can also find him! He has robbed him of countless good things! Give him a car, a house, a dog, It was all returned to me when I turned around. A surgery, [-] million was thrown in, and I didn't utter a word to me.

Why do you say he betrayed me? "Tony couldn't figure it out.

"I don't know what else to do, let him deceive me!" Tony became more and more annoyed, "You little bastard! No, I have to beat him up again!"

Pepper was still perfunctory at first, but when he heard the back, he slowly fell into deep thought.Seeing the man struggling to get up, and not knowing where he was going, he hurriedly grabbed his arm, "You are enough, stop making trouble."

"You let me go. I want to settle accounts with him!"

Pepper told Happy to hold him down, stood up, and patted his clothes.

She found out that Lowes traded Tony's reactor technology... Logically speaking, he should have succeeded.Then why, no news has come out so far?

She thought for a while, and her thoughts were interrupted by the drunken Tony.Tony took out his phone and started calling.

Pepper hesitated, but didn't stop.He must have contacted Lowes.Just in time, she also listened to what Lowes would explain.

Nobody answers the phone.

Tony put down the phone and looked at it for a while, "Butler, hack Lowes' phone for me!"

Pepper rubbed his forehead.

"Yes, sir."

Tony hit again.

Hearing the ringtone, Rogers stuffed the phone into the pillow and stuffed it in his stomach. After the vibration subsided, he took it out, regretting it.

Why did he lose his mind and hide his phone.What if some important person called Lowes, wouldn't it be the end of it! !

The phone vibrated suddenly, Rogers breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to call Lowes up, and then the call was connected.

Um? ? ? ...Did he press something just now? ?

A drunken voice came out cursing, "You bastard, you didn't answer my call. You did something wrong, I did something wrong? How dare you ignore me?

I tell you, it's me!Unilateral, do not want to contact you!not you! ! "

Rogers paused with his outstretched hand, covered the phone back, and said with a dark face, "Who are you?"

Tony froze for a moment, glanced at his mobile phone, and put it back to his ear, "Who are you?"

Rogers pursed his lips, "He is sleeping, don't disturb him."

Tony laughed angrily, "Get him up for me, and still sleep? My punch was too light!"

"You hit him in the face?" Rogers frowned.

"What's wrong with me?" Tony said angrily, "Who the hell are you?"

Rogers' eyes darkened, "I'm Steve Rogers. Who are you?"

Tony thought the name sounded familiar, so he said carelessly, "Who am I? I'm your father!"

Rogers squinted and repeated the question, "Who?"

"Dad!" Tony yelled into the phone.

Happy didn't hold back, and laughed.Pepper motioned for him to grab the phone.

Tony slipped his hand and the phone went out.

Rogers snorted, "Really? So what's your name?"

"I'm sorry, sir. My boss was drunk and made the wrong number. I'm very sorry." Pepper took the call, "If you need compensation, please contact the Stark Group's legal department.

terribly sorry. "

"Stark?"

"Yes." Pepper signaled Happy to move the man back to the car, "I believe you will be satisfied with our compensation."

"If you hit someone, just pay compensation?" Rogers lowered his voice.

"Who?" There was a rustling sound on the bed, but Lowes still woke up.

Rogers, who was still about to ask questions with a stern face, felt guilty for a moment, "They said it was... Stark."

Lowes stretched out his hand, "Give me the phone."Rogers handed him the phone, explaining, "I didn't mean to answer your call, but it picked itself up."

Lowes hummed.Rogers stood aside in silence.If you do more and make more mistakes, the more mistakes you make, the more you are talking about him.

"...Ess?" Hearing the familiar voice, Pepper glanced at the phone.That's right.

"Pepper." Lowes was sleeping soundly, but he wasn't woken up, he woke up naturally.

"What's the matter so late?" Lowes couldn't wait for her to speak first, so he had to speak slowly.

Pepper, who hadn't seen him in a long time, outlined a figure—with a steady voice—a lanky figure that might have grown taller again.He wears glasses, doesn't smile very much, and is very quiet.

He looks cold, but he is a very, very, very gentle person.

She pursed her lips and couldn't hold back, "Ers, why?"

"I'm sorry." Lowes whispered.

Pepper squeezed the phone tightly, feeling the same powerlessness as Tony, "If you have any difficulties, we..."

"I'm really sorry, Pepper. Take care of Tony." Lowes interrupted her, smiling. "You're doing fine, unlike me."

After a while, Pepper exhaled, "You're not doing anything dangerous, are you?"

Lowes hesitated. "For you, maybe. But for me, no."

Pepper breathed lightly, turned around in a circle, and touched his forehead.She wanted to say something else, looked at Tony who was sleeping on the back seat of the car, closed her eyes, "I see."

"Good night." Lowes said in a low voice.

Pepper held the phone and looked at Tony.At this moment, she had the feeling of returning to the time when Lowes asked her never to tell Tony his real situation.

Powerless, heavy and grateful.

Lowes hung up the phone and looked at Rogers who was honestly punished, "What are you doing?"

"Sorry..." As soon as the words came out, Rogers couldn't help showing an annoyed expression.

"He probably hacked my phone." Although he knew it, he didn't mind Rogers blaming himself.The standing penalty is already very light.

Lowes tossed the phone and looked out the window, "It's getting late. Will you let me go back?"

Rogers froze, "Okay..."

The author has something to say: things piled up together, and I forgot to put the revised manuscript _(:з」∠)_

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