Steve just nodded silently before stepping into the shower and under the spray of water. How was he supposed to get through this? He’d only had Bucky back for such a short time and now… now he was gone again; this time for good. Sam was gone… Wanda and Vision… Peter… T’Challa… He felt the tears falling down his face again and he slid down the wall, sitting on the floor of the shower, dropping his head onto his knees, crying quietly.
Peter didn’t think as he moved under the water and pulled Steve to him, unable to bear seeing his mate in so much pain. He didn’t speak for a long time, just held Steve against him, arms secure as he ran his hand through blonde hair. After a long while, he opened his eyes. “You don’t have to see them tonight, Steve. They’ll understand.” he murmured.
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