The winds were heavy; so heavy that a high pitched whistling sound seemed to seep through the cracks of the window and it made Steve shudder every time it reached his ears. Even though he was trying to sleep, it was very difficult, especially with the sound of rain thudding against his window.
Steve was alone in the large mansion filled with gadgets and devices, wondering around aimlessly, such behaviour that resembled a lost puppy. He would tentatively brush his fingertips along the walls, just in case Tony had wired some sort of touch screen tech within them, he didn’t want to activate anything. Being alone for such a long time in such a huge place had left him practically confined, as odd as it sounded. He wasn’t allowed to touch anything, well he was prohibited but he didn’t want to destroy anything, so he was confined by his own cautiousness.
His heart was pounding again, Mace could hardly contain himself. It made him so angry with the limited time that they had, that Capa would constantly spend the time sending his messages rather than giving anyone else the chance. It was difficult not to be selfish given the circumstances and it’s not like he was being completely selfish, he was thinking about others too, or that’s what he would say to himself to ensure that he was doing the right thing as he slammed his fist on the metallic door.
Tony had spent all night out with Steve and now was a combination of extremely hungover and sore, which wasn’t exactly a great combination considering that he had a board meeting within his company, one that he couldn’t get out of no matter how much he tried to make excuses. It was a wonder how Steve had managed to get up so early, though that being said, he was a super soldier. Tony rolled his eyes as he reached that reasoning, mumbling as he walked into the company building trying not to show any signs of how painful it was to walk. After all, yesterday was valentines day and Steve went all out, and by all out, he went all out.
Steve was stuck at a military shindig, parties weren’t really his thing. He wasn’t in the best of moods either; considering that he really wanted to spend New Year’s with Tony, rather than a bunch of strangers.
Tony had just finished hours of working in his lab fixing another one of his suits so that it was ready for the mission that they had ahead of them the next day. He had his sunglasses on and earphones in even as he walked out of the lab and up the spiral staircase in his home. Well, it wasn’t just his home at the moment; he was sharing with Steve Rogers. Only because it was Nick’s orders, after all, the guy had just come from the past and had nowhere to stay. They hadn’t been getting along initially but now that they had finally come to terms with one another, realising that they would have to cooperate, Tony was starting to warm up to Steve. Though, there was no way that he was going to show it.
Chuck always had a difficult time trying to sleep; his eyes were bloodshot, even as he sat down with a can of red bull and a bottle of vodka by his side. He stared at his computer screen, the flashing cursor of the document he was on plaguing him as he re-read something he had written; the death of Castiel. He sent the angel to his death by walking into a water supply and knowing that what he had written was actually true broke him inside.
Y’all should follow them and bombard them with questions
of a sexual nature.
Dean and Cas were walking the streets, they had finally managed to get some time together without anyone bothering them, and so Dean had decided to take Cas around a part of town that he hadn’t been around before. As he walked, he then realized why he hadn’t been around there before; the streets were lined with family restaurants filled with happy children inside and proud mothers and fathers.
Dean was at the pier in his dreams, holding the fishing rod in his hands and watching the sun dance over the rippling water, his eyes were glistening as he watched each movement with a gentle, relaxed expression. He heard the flutter of wings and looked up calmly,