The Siren's Sleeping Beauty [Comprehensive British and American]

When Angus woke up, he was not very comfortable.The body is a bit heavy, the legs are weak, and the feeling is not very clear.

Turning around, he buried his head into the hot body next to him, hung his hand over his head and hung it around the man's neck, and rubbed his head against his chest.

Angry is angry, but I don't really want to let go, and even want...to get closer.

Angus felt that he was doomed and was about to be pinched by humans.

Steve moved, the soft mattress shook, and the sheets made a rustling sound.Angus felt the hand behind him tighten a little, and then a somewhat hoarse word came from above his head.

"Huh? Awake?"

He was dumb, and he didn't know who hadn't woken up.

Angus ignored him.

The sound of breathing above his head was not stable, and then Angus was pulled up.

"It's seven o'clock..."

Probably glanced at his watch, Angus pondered, but remained motionless.

The hanging neck was lifted up, and he was also pulled up. Steve turned over and reached his chest by himself, stroking the hand behind him: "Are you okay?"

I moved my head, and my hair brushed and slid from one side to the other.

The hand slid across the face, the hair was brushed away, and the moist and soft touch fell on the forehead: "Good morning, Angus."

Angus's face was sunken, and the forehead was not left for him, so the place where the lip marks changed from the forehead to the top of the hair, the chest under the face was bulging, and the heart was thumping over the ribs.

Withdrawing his hand, Angus patted his left chest angrily.

Steve laughed twice.

"Are you upset with me? Now?"

Angus turned his face sideways, looked towards his feet, then looked at the door frame at the end of the bed, counted the spots on the wood, and rolled his eyes by the way, without saying a word.

A hand rested on his chin to lift himself up, Angus lowered his front teeth and gnawed on his palm, then bit his fingers.

Steve snorted and rubbed down until Angus' arms over his head were at neck height.

Angus moved his head, and finally met a pair of blue eyes, filled with a smile and tenderness.

Angus let go, arched, and turned his back to him, but his body was still in his arms and he couldn't go far.

Steve's arms hugged his stomach and dragged back: "Don't be angry, let me see if you feel better."

As she said that, the mattress behind her sank for a while, and the side of the ear was kissed, and after a short stop, it landed on the side of the face.

After posting for a while, Steve murmured: "It seems to be a little warm."

Angus smacked his lips and shrank back, Steve circled him: "Angus, how do you feel?"

...how, what can be done.

Angus arched slightly, closed his eyes and was silent for a while, then ground his teeth, turned around and bit down on it.

Steve was caught off guard, his hands were slightly in the air, and then he hugged him tightly: "Angus?"

"Don't you like it?" Angus let go of his hair, straddled his body, hehe twice, "Continue."

Steve... Seriously?continue?

It's not me who can't stand it.

For various reasons, it had been five days since the two could really go out to meet people.The period included countless times, because someone came to the house to look for them, and they ran away in a hurry because they were too embarrassed.

And all kinds of strange scenes, Steve didn't want to know where the forest he fell into was at all.

At this time, it is really impossible to tell whether Angus' ability to teleport at will is useful or not.

Anyway, when Steve went back, S.H.I.E.L.D. had turned upside down.

When he appeared, everyone was shocked.

"Where did you go to the deep mountains and forests?!" Natasha couldn't help yelling at him, "Angus is gone!"

Steve...

"Sorry," Steve tried to look normal, "Well, Angus and I went out a while ago."

"Some... urgent matters."

Natasha raised her leg and kicked it, her face darkened.

Steve avoided it in time, embarrassed: "I'm sorry, because the matter is urgent, and because of many things before, I didn't notify you immediately."

"He doesn't matter anymore."

Even if he ignored himself, it was obviously not his fault.

"It's... completely normal." Steve coughed a few times, his eyes wandering.

"Bucky even thought you were going to die for love!" Natasha gritted her teeth angrily.

Bucky who was suddenly cue: "It's just a guess."

Well, that's pretty much the plan.Steve had no idea how to deal with people who knew them, and besides, Angus was mad at himself.

...What did he do wrong?Obviously nothing.

"Well, we're all fine. Angus is fine, and I, I'll be back." Steve blinked, trying to show a harmless smile trying to get away with it.

Bucky looked at him and raised his eyebrows inexplicably, and Steve walked in quickly.

"So, I haven't received any news from the outside world in the past few days. Have you made any progress?" Steve changed the subject.

"There is no progress other than looking for you who are missing everywhere." Natasha said unhappily.

"...I'm sorry." Steve was even more embarrassed, really sorry, "It's really because it's urgent...really."

Bucky signaled Natasha to let him go for now: "We found some new coordinates, are you coming?"

"Of course," Steve nodded, "why not?"

Anyway, a certain person doesn't say a word to me, after the high fever period, he doesn't even want to look at him, and starts to sway automatically within one meter.

If it wasn't before, he would have doubted his ability, is it that bad?

After obviously starting, he also enjoys it...

Angus was standing in front of Ross, his face dark enough.

Seeing him standing in front of him exuding a strange aura, Ross showed a very regretful aura throughout the fish.

"It's a pity that you didn't die." Ross said coolly.

"You told him that I must eat him to live?" Angus gritted his teeth.

"I didn't say anything, it's all about him... well, he understood it." Ross stroked his tail, flicked it, closed his eyes, and floated slightly in the water.

Angus kicked the glass: "How dare you say you didn't do it on purpose."

"So what if it's intentional?" Ross smiled, "I look like a siren who will help you with good intentions? Isn't it?"

"Are you out of your mind?" Angus couldn't believe it, "They are trying to save you from the environment you are in now!"

"The pain, throat, bones, feeling like everything has been pulled out, is that your feeling? You can always feel it." Angus turned cold, "Do you still like that all the time?"

"Why do you stay here all the time? If you hate me and humans so much, why don't you just go back honestly. Why do you stay in this body all the time? Isn't it so comfortable here?" Angus mocked.

Ross's slightly swaying tail stopped and swam closer: "Hey, monster."

"This is where you are not a siren at all. We never ask anyone for help." Ross pressed his hand on the glass and looked straight into his eyes, "I will not die."

"From birth to death, we will always be one person. The same race, clansman, and only you take everything around you seriously. Get away, you and everything about you disgust me." Ross laughed twice.

Angus backed away slightly and shook his head: "You are all very sick."

"No, you are the one who is sick." Ross snorted.

Angus felt that it would hurt his brain to say a word with him, so he just kicked the glass to warn: "You are not allowed to say a word with Steve."

"Well, I know, you are going to kill me." Ross rolled his eyes and slammed the glass, "do it now! Idiot!"

"Well, I forgot, do you have the strength now?"

Angus' mouth twitched.

"Not yet, is it? Well—" Ross sneered, "Things that can only move their mouths, you are less courageous than turtles."

Angus turned around abruptly and left, otherwise he would really be pissed off.

But this Rose can't move yet, and I can't throw it away, it's too uncomfortable.

Finding his dormitory, Angus threw himself on the bed, then glanced at his palms, and dug his head into the pillow.

He really has no strength...

want steve...

Angus was taken aback, and patted his head, no, he was still angry.Getting angry just thinking about it, Angus dragged the pillow and hugged him, actually wanting to eat him?

have eaten?Also voluntary.

Stupid as a turtle.

Angus became more and more annoyed as he thought about it, he hit the pillow a few times, and at a certain point, "Bang—" the feather pillow broke, Angus looked at the flying hairs, sneezed, and pinched his nose , and lay back on the bed.

Tired, tired even when angry.

Want to sleep, want Steve...

Angus rolled on the bed twice, unable to do anything, finally sat up and started looking for someone.Then I realized that I was just angry, but he had already gone to fight on the other side of the earth.

Closing his eyes, Angus took a deep breath, it's over, it's over, let him go! !

No more!I can't ask for it!

As a result, Steve, who had just taken a step forward, was unilaterally thrown into the cold palace by someone who became angry in an instant, and it was still a very cold palace.

Steve wiped the shield in his hand, his whole body was filled with a gloomy atmosphere.

"...What happened?" Barton looked at Bucky curiously.

Bucky looked at the person sitting in the corner, who was obviously wiping the shield, but felt like he was planting mushrooms: "Well, it seems that Angus doesn't want to see him."

"Is it because of what we're doing?" Barton sympathized with Steve.

After being frozen for more than 30 years, when I woke up, all the people I liked were married and had children. Now that I have finally passed by, I fell in love with a different race.

There is even a sign that the two races are about to develop a huge conflict. It's too miserable, it's really too miserable.

"Who knows." Bucky didn't know Barton's inner drama, so he just shrugged his shoulders.

Although I saw him depressed before, I also had a feeling of wanting to comfort him.But at this moment, it was the friendship of his friends that saved him if he didn't shoot a single shot.

I don't know why, but the more I look at him, the more unhappy I feel, as if he has something that he hasn't got all the time, he doesn't want to comfort him, and even wants to raise a torch.

Another den was taken away, and everyone was only one step away from the final goal. Hydra, or an organization that called itself the "Institute of Magical Creatures", linked all the TVs and released a video to the world.

A video that tells Steve exactly where their final base camp is, and where is the entity they've been looking for.

And they announced it in a very suffocating way.

Externally, the live broadcast of this program was called a "friendly communication with S.H.I.E.L.D." by the spokesperson wearing a mask and using a voice changer, saying that there are mermaids of the right age who are in the most vigorous stage of reproduction, and the gods The SHIELD happens to have a lady.

For a higher ideal and a prosperous future for mermaids, can they have a friendly exchange and share knowledge and achievements with each other.

However, because the government has been banning mermaid products from being marketed, they will definitely be more careful about those high-energy products of mermaids, and they will never sell them to ordinary people easily.

Then they played several "research institutes" that had been destroyed, and sincerely expressed that they would honestly stop secretly "benefiting" human beings, but let them manipulate, just don't kill them all.

When Fury saw the show, he smashed the table in the conference room and yelled at the Steve team who was just one step away from the last stronghold on the contact channel.

"Come back! We can't touch them now, damn it."

After getting more specific news, although Bucky knew that the matter was urgent, he still couldn't help but find a spare moment, and said a word: "Steve——"

Steve frowned tightly, humming.

"Breeding period?"

Steve swayed, slammed into the storage grid in the bureau, and hurriedly stabilized himself.

"So, he was just... when the time came." Bucky pulled the corner of his mouth slightly, "——six days? Really?"

"...Only five days to be precise." Steve said weakly.

"Well, five days." Bucky patted him on the shoulder, hehe twice, "Congratulations..."

"Well, it's normal to ignore you."

Steve closed his eyes and gave a dry cough. After Bucky left with a strange expression, he looked around and found no one else, and then hurried to the meeting room seriously.

The author has something to say: Bucky [thinking for a while]: Five days? ?

Steve [trying to get down to business]:  …

Bucky: God...

Steve: ...

Bucky: Imean, five? days? ? ?

Steve: …It's five days, not 120 hours.There is still rest.

Bucky: ...five days! ?

Steve: ...

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