Juniper jolts awake from the feeling of someone’s fingers slipping into her hair, followed by a raspy, but familiar voice. With half lidded eyes, she smiles up at Steve who finally has a bit of color to his cheeks. “Steve, you are up.” she hums.
She half thought to go get the others to let them know that Steve had finally woken, but deep down she wanted to be selfish for just a few moments and enjoy it being just the two of them. Her hand reaches over to his and gives it a comforting squeeze. “How are you feeling?”
Steve chuckled weakly as she jumped, but seeing her relax made it easier to focus on what she was saying versus the pain that ached along his body. “Like I got hit by a truck.” he grimaced. “How long have I been out? You look like a mess. Have you been here the whole time I was out?” he asked, frowning a little. He adjusted a little so the pain in his chest eased up, then looked back at her. “How’s the team?”
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