Steve rarely had people over besides his friends. After the disappearance of Barb it took him ages to invite people over to hang out, especially in groups. You were an exception though. He would always jump at the chance of you coming over.

He enjoyed your company! However, you weren’t supposed to come over tonight. No one was. It was one of those lonely nights where everyone is busy but him and he has to sit in the empty house listening to silence. The television could only helped so much.

Steve stretched out over the couch, watching a film flicker on his TV. He was barely paying attention to it. It was only playing so the noise could eventually lull him to sleep. His brown eyes moved to check the clock nearby. 2 am. Steve groaned and wiped his hand down his face.

Could time move any slower? He lumbered off the couch to grab a snack or drink of some sort when the doorbell rang. Steve’s eyebrows furrowed, preparing for the worst when he walked towards the front door. He checked that his bat was near him before swinging the door open. “Yeah?” The words died on his throat when he saw you.