[Comprehensive] First Lady

Holly tilted her head, staring at the ground all the time.Steve suspects that the gleam in her eyes is tears.

"What the hell happened? Holly, you look disturbed. Tell me."

Holly just lowered her head and didn't answer.She leaves Steve's chest, gets up and walks into the room.

Steve still couldn't see Holly's expression clearly.She skillfully avoided his gaze.

"Holly. Wait."

Steve stepped forward and took Holly's wrist. "Did I say something wrong?"

"No, no." Holly denied, looking sideways, "I just wanted to go to the bathroom."

"You're lying." Steve frowned.

"I didn't." Holly turned her head sharply, looking directly at Steve.

Things are obvious.He said something wrong.Steve could see Holly looking defensive.She never looked at him aggressively.This is the first time.

Steve didn't know what expression he had.But he saw that Holly's attitude changed from anger to regret very quickly.

"I'm sorry," Holly said, shaking her head slightly, "I shouldn't have lost my temper with you."

"You lost your temper with me?" Steve was stunned.

Holly laughed. "Yeah, I do," she said, smiling and looking at Steve.

Steve breathed a sigh of relief.Holly looked much calmer now.

"So... what did you do today? I saw you rented a lot of videos."

"Today I watched a video, drew a picture, and cooked with me. Do you want to eat first? The food is going to be cold. And I really need to go to the toilet. Really."

Steve changed the subject.Holly went down the steps.They had dinner, and afterward they curled up on the couch, watching Holly's rented DVDs.

Steve didn't know when Holly became particularly interested in war movies.She used to watch literary and artistic movies.He couldn't help asking, when the movie entered the buffering love scene.

"Holly, can I ask you a question?"

"What?" Holly turned her head with a smile.

Steve looked at her, looked into her eyes, and asked seriously, "Why do you suddenly want to watch a film about World War II?"

Holly smiled on her face.She glanced at the screen, then looked back.

"Because I want to know about the battle," she said, very softly. "Natasha said you were a soldier."

Steve frowned.Well, it's Natasha.It was indeed Natasha.

"Listen, Holly." He sighed, approached Holly, and rubbed his palm against her cheek, "Don't worry about what other people say to you, okay? You just have to trust me, I won't betray you, no Would break my promise. I just want you to be safe."

Holly lowered her head and said nothing.

"Holly?"

"I want to finish the movie first," Holly said, casting a quick glance at Steve and smiling.

Steve has nothing to do with Holly.He found that Holly was more stubborn than he was when she was stubborn.When Holly makes a decision, probably nothing can change her mind.It's horrible.

They spent four nights watching all the videos.To be honest, Steve doesn't like war movies very much, it reminds him of the hail of bullets and the past.But he was worried that Holly would watch alone.It's not that Holly will be scared by war movies and have nightmares, but he is worried that Holly is thinking too much.

On the fourth night, Holly appeared in the living room hugging the pillow and dragging the sheets.

"What are you... going to do." Steve suspected that he had guessed wrong.

"I have nightmares," Holly said with a smile.

"No, I won't sleep with you." Steve shook his head repeatedly.

"Why? It's not a big deal. We're husband and wife." Holly raised her eyebrows.

Steve frowned hard. "Are you sure? This is not a joke."

Holly lifted her face and slammed the pillow into Steve's hand. "Do you not believe in my self-control, or your own self-control, Soldier," she said, in a provocative tone, "I'm going to sleep next to you all night. Marry me if you can, don't if you can." run away."

Steve had to admit that he knew it was Holly's trick, but he fell for it. "You said it. I didn't force you." He responded bravely, seeing Holly knelt down in front of him, spread the sheets, and complained in a low voice: "I can't figure out whether we are partners or real Husband and wife. What kind of relationship do you want to maintain with me?"

"Speak up, I can't hear you." Holly didn't look up.

Steve stared at Holly's waist—God, he was wrong, he shouldn't have indulged his urges.Holly is wearing only one pajamas!That pajamas look very soft, powder blue, and should be very comfortable to the touch. The skirt can be higher and the neckline can be lower...

"Am I going to turn off the lights?" Holly turned her head and stared at Steve suspiciously.

Steve looked away hastily. "Okay." No, not good.He regrets it.How does this make him sleep?

All night, Steve felt that he was facing temptation from Satan.He managed to get himself to sleep, only to be awakened by a dream about the battlefield.

"Steve...?" Holly moaned after being woken up.

Steve was still a little immersed in the horrific dream just now, panting, and looked down to see Holly, curled up against his chest, exuding a warm, soft fragrance.

"It's okay." Steve murmured, carefully putting his hands behind Holly's back, "It's okay."

Holly shifted, bringing herself closer to Steve. "Don't worry, I'm here," she said without opening her eyes.

Steve froze for a moment, then curled the corner of his mouth.He hugged Holly and rested his chin on the top of her head. "Yes, you are here."

"Big nightmare?"

"fine."

"No wonder. You're totally freaked out. What did you dream about?"

Steve thought about it. "I dreamed of scary monsters." He dreamed of wars and trenches and Doctor Doom, and the Red Skull killing Holly on TV, and there was nothing he could do.

"Don't worry, Steve. I'll fight monsters with you."

Holly's voice was nasal.Steve thought she was talking in her sleep, and he laughed.

"No, I want you to wait for my return safely."

"Okay. Then I will fight monsters with you in my heart. I will put my picture in the Bible and give it to you, like Dorothy. If you don't come back, I will go find you, like Mathilde."

Steve wondered which two movies those were.In the past few nights, he spent more time peeking at Holly, and didn't pay much attention to the content of the movie.

"Bloody Hacksaw Ridge, the long wait with my fiancée." Holly gave the answer, closed her eyes, and turned over in front of Steve's chest, "Desmond really looks like Peter. No wonder he was How dare you scare me like that."

Steve laughed.He was surprised to find that his nightmare had disappeared into Holly's half-awake, messy comfort.

"Holly?" Steve called softly.

What responded to him was a steady, long breathing.

Holly fell asleep.in his arms.Sleep peacefully.

Thinking about it, Steve curled the corners of his mouth, and quietly kissed Holly's hair.

It took Holly a week to complete an abstract painting related to the war.Steve suspects that most people don't understand the meaning of that painting.

Wade breaks into their house the night before Steve decides to take Holly on the trip Tony proposed.Completely in the middle of the night, suddenly appeared.Steve almost throws Wade off the balcony.

"God! Please, put down your metal arm, it's me! Deadpool!"

Wade stood on the edge of the balcony, holding the water pipe, looking a little frightened.

Steve slowly lowered his hand and retracted the metal arm.The iron armor quickly retracted into the bracelet.Wade breathed a sigh of relief.Steve pulls Wade in from the balcony.

"You know what? Every time I see you with that metal arm, I'm in for a treat." Wade began to murmur, "I don't know what parallel world this has become. God. Captain America Bucky? Winter Soldier Steve? Seriously? Stark even made you red metal arms!"

Steve shot Wade a sideways glance. "Can't understand what you're saying. You came to see Holly? The time is wrong."

"Oh, yes. The time was wrong. I almost got your laser bombarding the apartment down." Wade shrugged, walked to the refrigerator, opened the refrigerator, and complained, "No beer. No beer. You live Too healthy life. Well, I drink milk tea. Does it add pearls?"

Steve frowned and slapped Wade's hand away. "That's Holly's drink."

"She'll let me drink it. She's super nice." Wade didn't care.

Steve was speechless.He closed the refrigerator and gave Wade a glass of water. "Go away after drinking."

"No." Wade raised his eyebrows, drank water, but did not take off the mask, "I'm not here to find her. I'm here to find you."

Steve frowned, crossed his arms, and leaned sideways against the kitchen door frame.

"Yeah, I was looking for you. Captain, you know, it's very, very, very weird to see my only sister marrying my childhood idol. I'm not sure I helped her abduct you Was the decision correct?"

"Abduction? What are you talking about?"

Wade raised an eyebrow. "Oh... I get it. So you guys don't have a showdown at all, right?"

Steve eyes Wade suspiciously. "What exactly are you trying to express?"

Wade rolled his eyes and looked up at the ceiling. "Forget it. Forget what I just said. I'm here to tell you that the Syndicate is after you, and so is Hydra. I really shouldn't be spoiling this. But I only have one sister."

Steve scowled.

"Hydra?" Steve asked, looking grave. "That's impossible."

"No, it's possible." Wade rolled his eyes under the mask, "You think you've cleaned up Hydra? No, it's far away. They're not just lurking in S.H.I.E.L.D."