[Captain America] Don't force me to grab a man with you

Seeing the man's instantly stiff face, Ingrid laughed instead, and she squeezed the Winter Soldier's hand with her backhand.

The Winter Soldier resisted her movement, clenched his fist to prevent her from opening his hand.

"Open your hands!" Ingrid glanced at him with a straight face.

The Winter Soldier froze for a moment, like a child caught by his parents for doing something wrong, he lowered his head, obediently opened his fingers, and showed his palm.

"Sure enough."

The wound on the palm looked better than before, but because it hadn't been properly treated, the edges of some wounds were slightly blackened.

"If I didn't ask for it, you wouldn't care about it at all, would you?"

Ingrid was a little angry. On the one hand, she was angry that he didn't pay attention to her body, and on the other hand, she was angry at her own carelessness. She grabbed the Winter Soldier's arm and pulled him out of the kitchen.

"Treat the wound first, and I'll come back later... What's wrong?"

Ingrid looked at the Winter Soldier who suddenly stopped and grabbed her arm instead.

He grabbed Ingrid's arm expressionlessly, carefully pushed her fingers away, and looked at her reddened palm.

The roles of reprimanding and being reprimanded just now were reversed.

The Winter Soldier looked at her blankly, as if asking what to do with the burn on her hand.

"Scald, I just need to lick it, your wound is different, you can see the bones, I didn't know you could be merciless to yourself... hiss..."

Ingrid gasped, and gently licked her palm with a soft object that was much warmer than her palm on the ground.

Like a feather scraping, the soft and slippery touch penetrated her body like a click. The man pressed his face against her palm, and stretched out his scarlet tongue to lick the red and swollen place on her palm bit by bit.

While licking, the light blue pupils stared straight at her.

The scene in front of me seemed familiar.

She had also anesthetized the man in front of her in this way, crushing him in the dark alley, licking his chest, and staring at him.

A burst of dry heat rose from inside her body.

If it goes on like this, the gun will go off.

"First... deal with the wound first!"

Ingrid punched Winter Soldier's soft abdomen directly, and withdrew her hand when he opened it unconsciously because of the pain.

Without waiting for the man to react, Ingrid turned around and rushed into the room.

All of the above reactions made Ingrid somewhat doubt whether the Winter Soldier had recovered his memory.

She had seen the Winter Soldier so she would not take the initiative to tease another woman, and even the teasing method was the same as the one she had used before. This kind of 'rebound' feeling was very strange, which made Ingrid slightly uncomfortable feel.

So much so that later, when Ingrid applied alcohol to the Winter Soldier's wound, she would hook his fingertips with a cotton swab dipped in alcohol intentionally or unintentionally.

The man looked at her expressionlessly.

Am I thinking too much?

Ingrid suppressed her skeptical thoughts, squatted down and carefully treated the man's wound.

It wasn't until the wound was carefully treated that Ingrid realized how deep the wound was. The tooth marks on it were almost all printed on the bone, and sometimes the exposed bone could be seen in the whitish wound.

"It's just to remember my name, there's no need to use so much force, right?" Ingrid scratched the black stain near the wound, "It should have been dealt with at that time, but now all the dust and stains have entered the wound, you still have to Clean it all up..."

Ingrid whined softly as she cleaned the wound.

"what happened?"

The man held her face up, staring at her with blue eyes without blinking, frowning, as if struggling with what to say.

Ingrid kept squatting and looked up at the man.

"I... I love you?"

Ingrid, who hadn't expected a man to say this at all, was stunned.

The Winter Soldier fell into self-entanglement. He obviously said the words, but the expression on his face was very confused. He didn't understand why he said this sentence that had nothing to do with the preface.

"I love you? I... love you."

After saying it several times in a row, I finally said "I love you" with certainty. '

Bucky never told her I love you.

Ingrid suddenly realized that this was the confession she had missed.

When the Winter Soldier makes an appointment with her, the last thing Bucky wants to say to her may also be what Bucky wants to say to her.

"If you confess your love to the woman you love, remember not to use interrogative sentences."

Ingrid smiled and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"Since you said it, then I want to say it too."

Ingrid stood up from the ground, staring at the Winter Soldier face to face.

"I love you."

The Winter Soldier's eyes lit up when he heard this.

Ingrid thought he would give her a hug, but the Winter Soldier unexpectedly covered her chin and looked away.

"···Do you not like it?"

Seeing his action, Ingrid's heart slowly cooled down.

The Winter Soldier turned his head away from her eyes, his eyes wandering.

"Are you kidding me with your confession just now?"

Seeing his flickering expression, Ingrid suddenly felt that she was being tricked and grabbed his collar. To be precise, she didn't grab his collar, because she was much shorter than the Winter Soldier, so she grabbed the Winter Soldier's collar Ingrid was practically hanging on top of him.

Seeing how fierce the reaction was, the Winter Soldier hugged her directly.

"No...I mean..." The Winter Soldier looked at Ingrid's flushed face and explained softly, "What should I do?"

The man becomes awkward.

"What should I do to make you feel...happy."

Hearing this, Ingrid understood what he meant, but she probably didn't know how to respond to her confession, so she was troubled by it.

"You're doing the right thing now."

Ingrid relaxed her body, lazily raised her head and looked at the man in front of her.

"All that's left is to kiss me."

As she spoke, she brushed aside the hair covering her face, completely exposing her entire face in front of him.

"It's not just about sticking your lips up and opening your mouth."

"Tongue, tongue, don't leave it there."

"Breathe, breathe, don't hold your breath."

"Close your eyes, close your eyes, dear, how can I still kiss you when you look at me with such wide eyes?"

"You have to slide your tongue skillfully, don't stir it casually...forget it...don't move your tongue, I'll do it first, and then you can do it again."

"... I got bitten."

"・・・"

Then the two of them who stayed in the hotel sticky stayed in the room for three full days.

"My God, what a waste of time!"

Ingrid got up from the bed and reached out to shake the man beside her.

The Winter Soldier lying on the bed rolled on the bed with a face of reluctance, rolled the quilt directly around his body, rolled into a ball and shrank into a corner, motionless.

"Honey, get up quickly, it's no fun staying in the room, why don't we go out for a walk together"

Speaking of which, Ingrid crawled to the side of the bed and kept pulling the quilt, only to watch the ball of black hair on the white quilt keep rolling along with the quilt.

"Enough!!! Get up!"

Ingrid pulled the quilt directly, and pulled it up, only to see a figure rolling down along the corner of the quilt flying up.

With his messy curly hair, he buried his face in the pillow and rubbed his back to her, then lay still again.

From the way he lay on the bed, it was obvious that he was that humanoid weapon that was full of murderous intent, and killing people was as simple as cutting watermelon.

"Get up quickly!!!"

Ingrid was used to him lying on the bed, sighed, crawled a little further in, grabbed the hem of his clothes, lowered her body to lean against him, and blew lightly into her ear, Say something.

"Honey, it's time to get up."

The Winter Soldier's body trembled, and then he frowned and slowly opened his eyes, and his misty eyes fell on Ingrid.

Ingrid, who thought he was going to get up, took out the clothes she had prepared earlier from behind her, but before she could put her in front of the Winter Soldier, her body sank and she was pressed back to the bed alive.

The Winter Soldier slowly leaned over, half-closed his eyes, and leaned in front of her, showing half of his face, leaning in front of Ingrid.

Ingrid sighed, held his head, kissed half of the Winter Soldier's exposed face, and then said to him.

"Is it the head office now?"

The kissed Winter Soldier put his head on her shoulder, rubbed Ingrid's cheek skillfully, then hugged her, twisting his body to find a comfortable place on Ingrid's body , it doesn't move.

"I kissed you good morning, shouldn't you get up?"

Ingrid struggled to push the man on top of her.

And when Ingrid was struggling to push him up, she pressed her back very simply, and the face that was pressed against her face kept rubbing.

"Just for a while, just sleep for a while..."

Ingrid, who couldn't stand being coquettishly dawdled, could only compromise and say this to him in the end.

The Winter Soldier, who got a satisfactory answer, stopped rubbing his hands, buried his face in her hair, took a deep breath, and fell asleep on top of her.

Already helpless, Ingrid followed the ups and downs of the man's breathing, stroked his back again and again, and slowly closed her eyes.

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"It's already 5 o'clock in the afternoon, and I slept so late again!"

Anyway, another day wasted.