The mall had just burned down.

You were getting patched up in an ambulance, looking around for someone.

Then, your eyes landed on him.

You gently pushed the nurse aside, insisting you were fine before sprinting over to Steve, who met you halfway.

Time stopped the second you were wrapped in his arms.

"I thought—I thought..." Steve trailed off, the words getting caught in his throat.

"It's okay... it's okay." you whispered. He had been alone after one of the most traumatizing nights of his life.

He pulled back, admiring your face which was also beaten up but not as bad as his.

He then pulled you into a soft kiss to which you happily reciprocated.

You knew damn well that you would never leave him alone.