Wishbone is also very poor today [Comprehensive British and American]

When the Avengers returned home after completing their foreign missions, they found that their home had been bombed again, leaving no bones left.

The instigator was their patron father, Tony Stark.

Everyone accepted this well, only Hulk was furious about the guacamole stored in the refrigerator, and under Tony's instigation, he beat Steve to vent his anger.

Except for Hulk who is troublesome, the other Avengers already had their own residences, everything was blown up, and there was nothing to clean up, so everyone went back to their homes and lived a good life with nothing to do, waiting for the reconstruction of the Avengers Building .

"Brock," this day, Steve grabbed Brock who was fishing at work in the afternoon. He was very serious, with a face as if he was making a tactical report, and asked, "You know Yes, the Avengers Tower is blown up, and if I..."

Bullock frowned, and his attitude was very firm: "Don't ask me, I don't have money."

Steve's face was a little dark: "I didn't want to borrow money from you!"

Bullock was instantly relieved, and he asked with a smile: "What's the matter, what do you want to ask? You finally made up your mind to ask Stark out?"

Steve had that "you're so shy for thinking that" look on his face.

Brock rubbed his head, wishing his relationship with Steve remained the same as it had been in the months since the Winter Soldier ran away, he swore, before he told Steve that the Winter Soldier had disappeared. After that, Steve absolutely hated him.

Steve even refused to let him be his bodyguard again, and Bullock had to go full-time as a S.H.I.E.L.D. agent and had to take a cut of his salary.

"I want to invite him to stay at my house temporarily," Steve thought deeply. "You know, Tony's living habits are very bad. I'm afraid he will stay up until three or four o'clock at night and no one will take care of him. Sleeping, and drinking a lot of wine and coffee every day. But you said that I would be a bit abrupt, and would he misunderstand me?"

Brock snorted and asked in disbelief, "You invited him to live with you?"

Steve put on the "I'm a serious Alpha, don't frame me" expression again.

For some reason, Steve is not a very expressive person, but Brock can read something outrageous on his face.

"Just for a while," Steve coughed, "because he's my friend, an Avenger, and I respect him, and he's a really good guy."

Bullock's face was full of hypocritical smiles, he patted Steve on the shoulder vigorously, and said approvingly: "Then you are really thoughtful, I believe Stark will be very moved, go, the whole God The Shield will support you."

Steve took some strength out of him, and he reciprocated, "Need me to take you home today?"

Bullock raised his eyebrows and rejected him: "No, I have an appointment with someone else tonight."

Steve became alert all of a sudden: "Is it Bucky?"

He was full of anger when he mentioned that little bastard Brock, and he sneered: "I've let you down, it's not him, it's a kid from the technical department."

Steve snorted and gossiped, "Your date?"

Bullock asked in surprise: "Why do you think so? S.H.I.E.L.D. does not allow internal love affairs and will deduct wages. He and I are just purely physical."

Steve: "...Don't worry, I won't tell anyone."

Bullock sighed: "Do you think anyone would want to date me?"

The honest Steve hesitated for a moment, shook his head first, and felt that this was a bit hurtful. After all, Brock was an Omega no matter how rough he was, so he could only say apologetically, "Uh...don't underestimate yourself."

After finishing speaking, Steve felt a little regretful, thinking that he might have become darker and darker.

Bullock ignored him, turned and left.

After playing a few games of pool masters with Clint on the S.H.I.E.L.D. computer, it was finally time to get off work, and he ordered two cornbread cookies from Clint, yelling at Fat Chirp. , ran all the way out of S.H.I.E.L.D.

For Bullock, off-duty time is roughly equivalent to bar time.The guy who asked him to work in the technical department of S.H.I.E.L.D. was an Alpha. He was handsome and straight, but he was very careless. He slept almost all the people in S.H.I.E.L.D. who could sleep, only Nick Fury and Pierce and his like escaped his clutches.

It is estimated that he asked Brock to come out because he wanted to add a lot to his sturdy military exploits, and challenge the purgatory mode that the predecessors had not achieved.

It doesn’t matter to Brock, it’s as casual as smoking a cigarette to him, not to mention that it’s not in that parallel universe without inhibitors, and under the technological level of modern society, adult Alpha and Omega Taking or injecting inhibitors on time is as important as taking medicine on time for mental patients.

And even in estrus, Omegas are not full of loopholes, unless that Omega is intentional.

It's a pity that most Alphas can't see this fact clearly.

Therefore, in the year and a half after the Winter Soldier left, Brock didn't sleep with many people. He only encountered Deadpool once two months ago, and a colleague from S.H.I.E.L.D.

Maybe someone else?He doesn't remember much.

"Sorry, there's a little traffic jam on the road." Aaron hurried in through the door and smiled at Bullock.

Brock had already drunk it, he swung the wine in the glass and said indifferently, "It's okay."

Aaron's eyes were still bent, his fingertips seemed to pass over Brock's fingers inadvertently, and he took off his coat and threw it on the chair.

"I was actually surprised when you agreed to come out with me," Aaron said. "People say you don't like Alphas."

Brock raised his eyes: "Really?"

Aaron was shocked by his aura. The Omega in front of him had a face that was not a good person at first glance, with a desperado temperament that could not be erased. Everyone here died suddenly.

But the dignity of the playboy supported him, and Aaron continued to flirt: "You have worked with Rogers for so long and nothing happened. It is difficult for an Omega to resist his charm."

The allure of Steve Rogers?

Brock thought for a while, and felt that the charm of this Captain America...

Just as Steve didn't like him, he didn't feel any charm from Steve, whether it was spiritual or physical.This has nothing to do with the size of the chest, it is purely because of his unilateral——

"I don't like people who talk too much." Bullock took a sip of his wine and spoke bluntly.

Aaron, who had prepared a belly full of swear words, was slapped back with his mouth, a little embarrassed, he got up and said, "I'll go to the bathroom first."

Across the bar where the demons were dancing, just entered the door of the bathroom, before Aaron untied his belt, suddenly, a hand stretched out from behind, grabbed his neck and pushed him against the wall.

Aaron struggled red-faced.

"Stay away from him," the voice of the person holding him down behind him was low, "I know people like you, you don't like him at all, you just use him for entertainment."

Aaron squeezed out his voice: "Ugh! Fuck! Who are you!"

The man pushed Aaron's leg with his knee, causing him to lose his footing, and he almost ate a mouthful of plaster on the wall.

"Okay! I promise!" Aaron shouted in fear, "You, you, let me go!"

The tension on his neck was released all of a sudden, and Aaron turned around in shock, only to find that there was no one behind him.

#Wintersolideriswatchingyou.#

Brock drank and drank, and in the end he had forgotten the fact that someone asked him out at the beginning. At around ten o'clock, he got up, put the money on the table, and walked towards home.

It is already very cold in New York in November, and Brooklyn is not considered a safe place. Bullock turned up his collar to block the sudden cold wind outside. The empty neighborhood even echoed his unhurried footsteps. The fat and strong stray cat who didn't know how to eat looked at him coldly.

The dry withered yellow leaves flew to his face, Brock reached out to wipe it off, maybe it was the effect of alcohol, he felt a wave of exhaustion beating himself, and there was a dull pain in the old and new wounds on his body.

Men don't know how to describe their emotions.From an early age, his emotional development could not keep up with his muscular development.

So he just lit a cigarette facing the road, finished it silently, and walked home without saying a word.

Maybe it was because the smell of tobacco and alcohol was too strong, his nose didn't smell the faint smell of snow, and he didn't find a figure following him far away from a safe distance, like a kite tied to a string, erratic Indeterminate, far and near.

When he got home, Brock quietly went to Steve's door and listened.

It seems to have heard Tony Stark's voice.

The gossip overshadowed all his negativity, and Bullock couldn't wait to share the news with Clint.

And Clint couldn't wait to send the message to the whole crowd.

When Tony received a sloppy group text message from Clint on his phone, his face was black.

【do you know? !The old popsicle and the big shit are living together (ΩДΩ)]

Tony looked at the unbelievably good 90-year-old man sleeping on the sofa outside the house, and almost crushed the screen of his mobile phone.

Fortunately, he specially changed his clothes and sprayed on perfume!

It's just winking for the blind!

Brock, who was at the opposite door, didn't know that he had become a distribution center for the rapid spread of gossip news. After taking a shower, he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

The next day, he was assigned a forty-day mission abroad.

After returning, his inherent world collapsed, and everything became different from before.

It all started with Tony Stark.