Everything seemed to be going just fine until that quiet question raised every alarm within her. The way he asked it was what gave it away, the way the words were quiet and not as carefree as the ones before had been. He was testing her, trying to figure out what she knew, and that moment was absolutely terrifying for her.
She could tell him, right then and there. Lay everything out, that she'd picked up on the slips he'd made and put two and two together. Reassure him that it was highly unlikely anyone else there knew his secret too. It was so tempting... But this wasn't the right time for it. If they talked about this, it needed to be in private, where their reactions weren't going to be watched by a dozen pairs of eyes who might spread the word that Captain America was volunteering with the Average Joes. He didn't need that in his life - he needed a bit of normalcy.
...so then what the hell was she doing even talking with him?
Nothing about her was normal, and he deserved so much better. He deserved someone who didn't have more secrets than he did, someone who wouldn't have to spend their entire life hiding in plain sight. But even knowing that, she couldn't bring herself to walk away. It was selfish, but she wanted a chance to try and see if this could work between them.
Forcing a playful smile, she walked along with him for a second, reaching up to gently tap his extremely impressive bicep. "With muscles like these? Oh yeah, you're just fine without my help," she joked, trying to add a little flirtation back into her tone while she prayed that he didn't notice the unsteadiness of the whole thing.
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She could tell him, right then and there. Lay everything out, that she'd picked up on the slips he'd made and put two and two together. Reassure him that it was highly unlikely anyone else there knew his secret too. It was so tempting... But this wasn't the right time for it. If they talked about this, it needed to be in private, where their reactions weren't going to be watched by a dozen pairs of eyes who might spread the word that Captain America was volunteering with the Average Joes. He didn't need that in his life - he needed a bit of normalcy.
...so then what the hell was she doing even talking with him?
Nothing about her was normal, and he deserved so much better. He deserved someone who didn't have more secrets than he did, someone who wouldn't have to spend their entire life hiding in plain sight. But even knowing that, she couldn't bring herself to walk away. It was selfish, but she wanted a chance to try and see if this could work between them.
Forcing a playful smile, she walked along with him for a second, reaching up to gently tap his extremely impressive bicep. "With muscles like these? Oh yeah, you're just fine without my help," she joked, trying to add a little flirtation back into her tone while she prayed that he didn't notice the unsteadiness of the whole thing.