[Marvel x You] Otome Proposition

Edible Reminder:

①Here, the Winter Soldier is brainwashed more seriously, and his emotions are blunted.

② Slightly bloody and morbid elements.

*******·1·*******

When you meet the Winter Soldier for the first time, it's like meeting a baby for the first time.

You slowly and tentatively raised your hand to greet him.

He doesn't respond.

It is almost obvious that his ability to receive information has been artificially impaired, and his communication with people is dull and slow.He receives the input of instructions, but normal communication is no different from a toddler to him, almost like a baby.

The Winter Soldier was "born".It seems that the scientific researchers in the Hydra base are happy about this, as if they are cheering his "birth"-although only the incomplete left arm is replaced with a mechanical arm.

They create a language for the Winter Soldier.Single purpose, but can control the language of the Winter Soldier.

So Hydra has a sharpened humanoid weapon that is handy.Thaw when needed, refrigerate when not needed, and cloned genes can also be mass-produced.At the same time, this is still a baby whose eyes and mouth are covered, no one has soft expectations for him, and he has also been cut off from external emotional connections.

"Winter....soldier.."

You still feel confused when you call out the partner's name.I can't tell why, but I always feel that there is another completely different vocal cord vibration stuck in my throat, trying to break it out. For this, you feel as if you have been cut in the neck.

And in fact he did nothing to you.The Winter Soldier didn't even look at you, his eyes were full of emptiness and coldness, revealing a kind of stylized dazedness and coldness.

He just brought one item required in the order.Probably that's how he knows about carrying out orders with you.

After executing many assassination missions neatly and neatly, the outside world called the title "Winter Soldier" like a devil.But he didn't walk with deafening footsteps, nor did he have crooked horns on his head, and his eyes were even cat-green.You remain surprisingly unafraid of the Winter Soldier.

The man kept the corners of his mouth closed and didn't smile, more like a cat tense and didn't act coquettishly.

strangeness.How can you think so.

*******·2·*******

You always try to tease him.This humanoid weapon looks like a big cat.

He was almost attacked the first time he grabbed the Winter Soldier's hand.Sensing the lack of hostility to fight, he later lets you fiddle with his fingers and arms.

You feel the subtle doubts in his watching your actions, a little pride in the success of a mischievous prank.

Like a child happily showing the strangely shaped stones he picked up to those he cares about, you often cut your own palms to show the Winter Soldier your abilities.The blood leaves the confines of the body skin.Like flowing water, it splashes light and colorful water.

You tell the Winter Soldier they're blooming.

This is not a romantic metaphor, you have the ability to control blood, enough to create such a weird and beautiful scene.You add that my blood is sweet.

But the Winter Soldier hasn't eaten in a long time.Freeze after use.After brainwashing, I probably don’t even know what sweetness is.You suddenly don't know how to explain it.

Shen Lu's eyes of the Winter Soldier rolled slightly.He's been watching you bleed, and he's seen the unhurt look on your face.In fact, he understands the meaning of sweetness, but he can't feel it or understand it.Just like feelings.You are the person who touches him the most during this period, and his reaction to you has slowly changed slightly.

In this relationship that walks on the knife's edge and may be cut off at any time, you have a strange secret intimacy.

Winter Soldier, you should wash your hair.

Winter Soldier, it's time for you to eat your plums.

Regardless of what to do, you used your cleverness to shield the base from monitoring you, and finally you have a lot of time to spend together.You always feel like you should wash his unkempt hair and feed the Winter Soldier something sour and sweet.

He has seldom resisted and guarded against you for a long time.He obediently lets you do what you want, and the wet and slippery hair becomes warm and fluffy after blowing through it.You cut open the juicy and slightly sour fresh plum, squinted your eyes, stuffed it into his mouth with a smile, and saw the Winter Soldier stunned for a moment by the instant taste.

Your eyes meet, and his green eyes never leave you.

You really like him.

You looked at him smiling and couldn't help but think so.

*******·3·*******

You give the Winter Soldier a gentle hug as you go on other missions.

You looked into his eyes with bright, eager tenderness.Opening his arms, he suddenly hugged the Winter Soldier close to his chest, which was beating hot with his heart.For a moment, he was slightly shivered by your body heat, his face changed, but he didn't break away in a daze, letting himself be hugged.

What a warm gesture as farewell.

You don't know how to express it, as if you were born to love the Winter Soldier.You feel pain, you feel hunger, you feel thirst, you feel him.

Sometimes you think of some strange things, such as cutting open the flesh and blood with a knife, trying to let the other party see the beating heart dripping with blood.

It was as barbaric as slaughter.But the Winter Soldier is blunted, and you're kind of at a loss as to how to make him understand that you've lost an easy way to say I love you.

Your feelings for him have no root, but come aggressively.

Until you remember the name in your dream.

James Buchan Barnes.

You wake up in a dream, sweating cold and greasy, with a splitting headache.You think of that winter, when everything fell into darkness.Roaring bombs, high-speed trains, and cliffs full of ice valleys.A Brooklyn teenager, a Brooklyn girl, fell at the end of a bitter dream.

The morning star outside the window is dim, the hills are undulating, and a crescent moon is holding its dim phantom.You are breathing quickly, and the recovered memories are too messy, the clearest one is that handsome boy in military uniform.

your teenager.

Your Winter Soldier, smiling at you in memory.

*******·1·*******

The Winter Soldier is thinking of something.

The mission where you weren't with him, the Winter Soldier did something weird.He cut the palm of the task target, looked up, the blood dripped down, and the fishy smell spread out, making people sick with stickiness.

The Winter Soldier just looked at it seriously, and finally froze in a daze, his brows slightly frowned, showing a vague sense of disappointment.

The Winter Soldier doesn't know what he's thinking, and when he's expecting to know something, he's already cut his own hand.

He seemed to be aware that he was thinking, carefully trying to figure out the gaps in the space occupied by the instructions.

blood.emotion.Plum.and you.

Maybe a nicer color than metal.

Seems fragile to crunch.

Maybe a bit more sour than plums.

Possibly strangely sour and sweet at the same time.

The Winter Soldier shouldn't be thinking so much "maybe".But the rapid swings in mood were simply unmanageable.

So not only did he think so much, he also remembered your kiss.Some of those he can't remember clearly.It's not that the memory has faded, it's that the intimate and moist kiss is really elusive after it slips into the throat, although it's still rolling and commotion, there's no remnant taste in the tongue.

As if teasing his clumsy mind, the kiss was repeated over and over again, and the Winter Soldier even seriously recalled it after the task.

He slowly unfolds his memory about you.

In the end, he was able to connect the sweetness you mentioned with your kiss without a teacher.

*******·2·*******

Winter Soldier, have a drink.If you don't drink, I will bite you.

When the mission location was in a bar, you deliberately treated him like a woman.Your drunken cats huddled together, provoking him dizzily with a smile, and your face glowed with a little bit of cunning charm.

Under the sharp and swaying spotlights, your outline is like a diamond being carefully polished by the light, showing a breathtaking beauty.The men in the bar are all looking at you, and even the toes of the dancers are always facing you unconsciously.

The Winter Soldier looks at you quietly with half of his face in the darkness.He drank the glass of wine.He has already determined that he is a man in the definition of judgment. In fact, he doesn't quite understand what you mean, but he still drank it.

Because in that split second, he wants to listen to you, he wants to obey you.

He felt more coercive and domineering obedience than orders, so he became weak and easy to control, but he vaguely felt that this kind of power had an indescribable tenderness and loveliness.So the Winter Soldier drank the wine.

You approached him, and the breath between laughs, dizzy with the smell of alcohol, fell on his face.You gave the Winter Soldier an unexpected kiss.

The Winter Soldier didn't expect this to be more of a reaction than pain.

He will fight back against those who give him pain to ensure his victory and survival.This is instinct, and it is also the cognition formed after countless experiments and tasks.

Is that instinct?For this Kissing Winter Soldier, he has no defense, no resistance. If this is an attack, it is too light, but it is also full of confusion.

You hug him.kiss him.

The Winter Soldier didn't move.He allowed the rolling and caressing of his lips, the indistinct temptation, and the hot breath.Your breaths interpenetrate and mix, very sticky, very greasy, and very sweet, a bit like being immersed in a honey pot, a bit suffocating.

He was fascinated by the kiss, and his hands ran down the waist, which was hotter skin.

Your body temperature is comparable to a sharp blade, sharp and soft, full of unspeakable and unexplainable fatal attraction.

The Winter Soldier is not a real machine, and you are not a speck of sand in a precision machine.You are the crisp beach in the sun, warm and seductive, with sand and stones between his fingers, so he can only sink into it, unable to think about how to extricate himself.

He couldn't tell he was hugging you.

Still tightly embed you in the arms that will be cold when you leave.

*******·3·*******

At first he could only call it feeling.Bizarre and special.Slowly the Winter Soldier began to look for a more appropriate explanation, he thought, calling it love, calling it love for your feelings, is absolutely not too much.

That winter of fall is over.The buds of spring are starting to turn green, that kind of fresh emotion surges in the suppressed darkness, and is faintly revived under the watering of your smile.

This process is painful, shattered bone-style regrowth.The Winter Soldier betrayed Hydra, remembered everything while fleeing, and refused to join the Avengers.

The Winter Soldier thinks of you first, then Brooklyn.

Among those gray memories that flashed quickly, only your smiling face is still vividly beautiful.The green branches and leaves are withered in the rustling wind, but your bright eyes remain unchanged, quiet and gentle.

That look never ceases to speak to the Winter Soldier - you'll always be there for him and never leave.You always love him instinctively.

In the past, the warm and tidal Brooklyn, like an outdated joke, slowly faded, and the Winter Soldier couldn't miss that blurred image, and perhaps, he was even less qualified.He is already in the darker world, already in the middle of the two worlds.

He knows too well that no matter what step he takes, he can't get anywhere.

So he chooses only one step towards you.

*******·4·*******

When the Winter Soldier found you, you were looking for him.

So you found each other.

He chooses to take a step towards you.

Because, you are already his other world.