moved to @ambrosiqs

Ryan Evans, Chad concluded, was completely and utterly ridiculous. There was no other explanation for the way he danced from base to base, and frankly, Chad would be more bothered by that if he hadn’t been too busy being in awe of how good Ryan was at baseball. Chad levelled the blond boy with a glare as he made it safely to third base, and instead of receiving a glare in return, he was rewarded with a little dance step.

Against his better judgement, Chad smiled.

He thinks something about having her pinned beneath him feels familiar, and when he closes his eyes he sees flashes of red hair against white sheets. But they’ve tried to kill each other too many times for that to make any sense; even if he can’t remember everything he’s ever done as the Winter Soldier, he remembers shooting her twice.

(And maybe there’s a part of him that doesn’t want to remember, because what kind of monster shoots the woman he loves?)

He dives into the water, laughing when Touka calls him a show off. He beckons for her to join him, and she does, slicing cleanly into the water and surfacing right in front of him. “I think that’s a solid 8.5,” he teases, closing his eyes for the inevitable splash to come, because he knows Touka.

So when he feels the water crash into his face, he only laughs harder. “Fuck off,” Touka retorts, even though when he opens his eyes again the first thing he sees is her grin, “That was at least a 9.”

show them your moves, @troyesivan.

You saved me, so the least I could do is save you.