Chris, who was put aside by everyone, was sitting at the dining table, holding his chin, his eyes following the walking of the landlord Steve back and forth, well, today's breakfast seems to be good!It smells so good!

As Steve turned off the fire, Chris, who had been staying for a few days, suddenly had a flash of inspiration and remembered a serious question!How could the house where Captain America lived be so ordinary! !There's an agent living next door, okay?Not to mention monitoring and wiretapping! !

"To be honest, I'm in danger with you?"

Sitting at the dining table, Chris said as he watched Steve skillfully arranging the plates.

"Ok?"

Steve, who had been with Chris for a while and had regarded him as a friend, froze inadvertently, his eyes skipped a few objects, and returned to Chris.

"Sorry, I didn't think about it that much."

"Uh...it's nothing serious, I'm just afraid of hindering you, I don't care, really..."

Chris, who just mentioned it casually, didn't expect Steve to apologize so solemnly, and he got up and crushed a few things that he didn't see clearly, and then threw them into the trash can, by the way up the curtains...

Chris swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and couldn't say the rest, but subconsciously crushed something in the lower corner of the dining table...

"It's time to eat."

Seeing Chris' actions, Steve smiled and returned to his seat, but he couldn't do anything anymore.

Obviously knew it all the time, but pretended not to know anything because of him...

"Ah."

Chris wiped his fingers and nodded in response. Seeing Steve's expression, Chris silently mourned for a certain shield for three seconds.

"Steve, do you know Tony Stark?"

"Well, I know something, Howard's son."

"I used to live in his house."

"...he also knows...you?"

After waiting for a while without an answer, Steve turned his head and glanced at Chris lying on the sofa, only to find that he was staring at the photo album in a daze.

"Chris?"

"what?"

Chris snapped back to his senses, sat up and looked up at Steve who called himself, who seemed to be in a good mood.

"looking at what?"

Steve put down his pen and walked over. When he saw the photos in the album, he stopped smiling and sat quietly next to Chris, looking at those photos.

"You say we are the same, you have experienced these too."

Steve turned a page, which was prepared for him by S.H.I.E.L.D., a photo they kept at that time.

"Yeah, I also... experienced it."

When he said this, Chris was a little embarrassed. How could he compare what he had experienced with Steve. Following Steve's gaze, Chris saw the photo.

Howling commando.

"Our good friend, isn't it?"

Steve looked at the photo and smiled bitterly. If he had been careful and grabbed his hand, there would have been no...

"Well, Bucky...the Winter Soldier..."

Chris muttered to himself subconsciously, only to realize what he said when he came back to his senses.

"what?"

Steve looked up at him suspiciously.

"No, nothing, remember this one?"

Chris rolled his eyes with a smile and subconsciously changed the subject.

"Well, remember."

Steve replied.Although he heard what Chris said clearly, Steve didn't ask too much, and I didn't ask if he didn't say it. Although, his intuition told him that the name was related to Bucky.

Chris stopped answering, he thought of the "Captain America" ​​series, about the Winter Soldier, every time he had deep pity, he would rather die like a hero than live like that.

After knowing that, Steve will be very sad, it must be.

The author has something to say: After watching Spider-Man Returns, the little spider is so cute! ! ! !

Want to add little spider QAQ

Ahhh, what should I do, add it, add it, just a little(?)

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