[Comprehensive Anglo-American] Angel Kiss

"You will live here from now on." Rumlow brought Vivienne to the SHIELD dormitory, and pointed to a room for her: "When Romanov comes back, she will come back to find you."

Vivian looked at the standard dormitory for single employees in front of her, and was silent for a while: "... Rumlow, touch your eyes and tell me, do you think I can put my things here?"

Rumlow really didn't think about this. After all, none of the women he had contacted before could develop with him to such an extent that he could help him move things and even enter the house. This made him suddenly have an illusion ,just like……

As if he wasn't one of Hydra, and she wasn't a hostage that could be used to hold Black Widow, but a normal couple on the move.

This is his only small, only little bit of selfishness, but just thinking about such a little bit of selfishness, he feels like tasting a little bit of sweetness in the endless darkness of darkness, so sweet. He suddenly softened.

In order to conceal this inexplicable emotion, he coughed a few times and tried to change the subject: "Sure, you wait here, I'll apply for the right to use the next room for you, are the two rooms enough for you?"

Vivienne estimated the size: "If the next room removes all the tables and chairs and turns it into a cloakroom, it will be about the same."

"I'll move it for you when the time comes." It's not a difficult task, Rumlow readily agreed: "Wait here for me, don't go anywhere, I'll be back soon—what are you doing, little bastard! go back!"

After going through untold hardships and overcoming unimaginable difficulties and obstacles, the youngest member of the Special Forces finally managed to squeeze half of his body through the crack of the door, and stretched out the autographed book in front of Vivienne: "Here Sign it, Miss Allinson, I like you so much!"

Vivienne laughed out loud, took the pen, and signed him in a fluttering manner: "Thank you for liking me."

Rumlow picked up the collars of his team members with one hand and dragged them out the door: "Let's go first, there are other things to do."

"Walk slowly." Vivienne leaned against the door and nodded, then asked again: "Then can you contact Nata now? Even if you let me know her current condition."

Rumlow sighed secretly, knowing that Vivienne would not give up if she couldn't see Natasha for a short time. After all, for her, the world of S.H.I.E.L.D. Completely irrelevant things that are too far apart, not to mention that he has been hiding his identity before, but thinking about it this way, he feels unfair and unwilling:

"I'll do my best. Is that why you trust Romanov?"

They are all people who have concealed their true identities from Vivienne, why does Vivienne trust her so much?

Vivienne thought for a while, and said tactfully that it was because Natasha took the older sister route, which was different from you: "Maybe her gender issue makes me feel more secure?"

"Security can't be solved by gender issues, Weiwei." Rumlow leaned over, trying to touch her side face, but he was controlled by himself, and half of his hand was raised, and finally It still fell on the wall next to her ear without embarrassment, and the cramped space was formed in an instant:

"But it's not been a day or two since you favored one or the other. I just want to know, if you're here all the time, will you feel safe?"

His voice was a little hoarse, and at this distance, his slightly bulging beard, a shallow scar on his chin, deep eyes, and the cologne scent on his body all formed a kind of expression that she had never seen before. The untouched charm of a pure man, the turbulent male hormones rushing towards her face, almost made her unable to speak smoothly, and only when she opened her mouth did she realize that her voice was trembling slightly:

"……I have no idea."

"Why don't you know anything?" Rumlow remembered that when she confessed to Vivienne, she also answered him with these words. For a moment, she felt that she was still a little girl and didn't understand anything. People have a strong heart of compassion, but it is difficult to control the churning desire for sadism and control in their hearts. After all, being able to personally dye a piece of white paper black is quite a sense of accomplishment. What could make a villain feel better than this? We are excited, he never said he is a good person.

But fortunately, he suppressed this thought dangerously, just took his hand back, rubbed her side face intentionally or unintentionally, and said in a low voice:

"Forget it, that's pretty good."

After waiting for a long time at the corner of the corridor, the members of the special operations team finally waited for their captain who had returned after a farewell.After they had walked a long way and made sure that Vivienne would not be able to hear what they said, one of the team members finally couldn't hold back anymore and asked Rumlow, "Do we really want to keep her?"

Rumlow sneered and said, "Are we still short of this meal? She can't eat much for one person."

"Captain, you know, I don't mean that." The team member was a little anxious: "If the higher-ups ask, how should we report? If it disappears from the public eye, it will definitely attract attention from all sides! This is not the kind where you raise a kitten or puppy, and you can just pick it up from the street!"

"I know." Rumlow said succinctly: "I will report this matter another day, so that she can relax for a few days."

"If you want me to say that we should completely fuck her up." The team members on the other side put forward different opinions: "When Romanov and Captain America find out that she is in our hands, they will definitely have some scruples."

"Her guardian is Romanov, are you sure?" The youngest team member immediately made it clear that this is not very feasible. Widow, she will give up the plan for a little girl who is not related to her? It is more feasible for you to say that a saint like Captain America would do this."

"Isn't that just right?" Another team member said, "If Captain America and the others really come back after surviving a catastrophe, we'll tie her to the Helicarrier and see who is more ruthless than the other."

Only then did Rumlow's expression change a bit: "...wait a minute."

He has led this group of players for a long time, and the team members are quite convinced of him, so they all shut up, and more than a dozen pairs of eyes looked at him together. Rumlow struggled for a while, and then said concisely: "Don't make things difficult for her."

After finishing speaking, he left the group of team members who were still trying to gossip and stand still, and continued to stride forward.Captain America and the Black Widow are still on the run, and the insight plan has not yet started. His nerves are still tense, and he can't relax for a moment, and he can't waste a minute or a second.

"...Captain, what are you doing here?" The youngest one looked at Rollins, their most stable and reliable deputy, and murmured:

"His posture is as if he is going to talk about a serious relationship, so scary."

Rollins sighed sadly in his heart, feeling that his deputy team was really in place, not only responsible for helping Rumlow on the battlefield, but also cleaning up the mess for him in his daily work and life. If it weren't for his strong friendship with Rumlow, he really wanted to copy an AK47 and rush into Rumlow's office to ask for a raise.

It was only half a day before Rumlow saw Vivienne again.Alexander Pierce gave an order, and all the special forces were ready to go, vowing to capture Captain America and Black Widow before the start of the insight plan.I don’t know when I’ll be able to come back after this walk. If I’m lucky, it’s like “a few weeks” as he said. If I’m unlucky, I’ll get a bullet in the forehead, and I won’t be able to come back for the rest of my life. It's over.

But none of these emotions could be seen on his face. When he came to see Vivienne, he helped her assemble the wardrobe, converted another room into a cloakroom, and brought some cookies he baked himself:

"I brought you a present, do you like it?"

"I like it." Vivienne looked at the bag of chocolate almond shortbread sadly: "Unfortunately, I'm still on a diet."

"It doesn't matter if you eat a little." Rumlow said in a persuasive manner, "I use black chocolate, which is not high in calories."

Vivienne felt that speaking with conscience, the food made by Rumlow was really delicious, completely different from his appearance, but how could she eat at this juncture: "Is there any news about Nata?"

Rumlow gritted his teeth secretly, and decided to get a simulated holographic image for her when he went back, so that Vivienne would not be worried about her "Sister Nata" all day long: "No, I will notify you as soon as there is news about her."

"Okay then." Vivienne felt quite embarrassed: "Sorry for asking you so many times, I'm afraid you have been annoyed by my questioning, right? But as soon as I came back, I found that I couldn't contact Nata, and she didn't Leave me a message, which made me panic. Maybe this is the so-called caring and chaos."

Rumlow froze for a moment, nodded and agreed, "I understand."

If he didn't care about it, he wouldn't have brought her here.

Vivian carefully observed his expression: "You don't seem to be quite right today, Rumlow, what's wrong with you?"

"...Nothing." Rumlow immediately cheered up and asked, "Do you have any plans recently?"

Vivian picked up her schedule from the side, flicked through it hastily, and found that it was still there: "Next week Josie has arranged a job for me, and I'm going to shoot this season's new product advertisement..."

"You have to take a leave of absence, Weiwei." Rumlow interrupted her in an unquestionable tone:

"It's very chaotic outside, you are only safe here."

No matter how dull Vivienne was, she felt that the atmosphere at the moment had a hint of a storm coming: "What's going on outside?"

"It seems that something went wrong with a terrorist organization." Rumlow became more and more adept at making up nonsense. As expected, practice makes perfect is an eternal truth in the world:

"You don't want to repeat the previous experiences, do you?"

"Don't think too much, it's not a big deal, but just to be on the safe side, you should just wait here."