Week

I don't know how much. Disappeared quite a bit, now it's 17:00 a.m.

UvU

It's really unbearable.

Anyway, I'll leave you with my heart and leave you with the fic.

Thank you all and love as always <3

As soon as the taxi stopped on the terrace of the house, The young man hurriedly paid and didn't even wait to receive change. I was anxious to get out of the car. The girl walked quickly into the house. A strong hand ripped open the main door, not caring whether it was closed or not. Rushing up the stairs with a loud thud, the master bedroom that his heart had been drifting towards since two hours ago had opened the door wide as if waiting as well.

The visitor gasped a little and knocked on the door for the people in the room to acknowledge as a ceremony. The old woman's granddaughter, who was sleeping soundly on the bed, wiped away a few tears. Turn to look at him

“How is Peggy?” Steve asked. “Are you still…” but then he didn't dare ask any more questions. The young man had just realized that he was a coward… afraid of losing the person he loved so much.

“The doctor said…that you don't have long to live…but your aunt refuses to stay at the hospital. She will…wait for you in this house.” Sharon swallowed her sobs. She wants to be a strong woman like her aunt. But in this situation Acting strong is very difficult.

Sharon decided to leave her chair and let the visitor take her place. Avoiding the scene to allow the two people she loved to have one last time together. Seeing this, the tall figure rushed to sit on the bedside, gently cradling his wrinkled hand, lifting it to his cheek, carefully kissing the back of his hand as gently as he could. Doing so woke the sleeping person from their slumber. Light-colored eyelids slowly opened.

“Steve…” As his eyes blurred and he clearly saw the person coming, a soft smile appeared on his face. Peggy moaned his name deep in her throat. The sweetness fades with time. If that didn't make the young ex-soldier feel any different at all,

“Peggy, why didn't you wait for me at the hospital?” Captain America said accusingly, blinking rapidly to chase away the tears that were threatening to fall.

The old woman just smiled.

“Would you mind playing the record on the bedside table for me?” Steve did as she asked. The old-fashioned record player started playing the couple's favorite songs. The man stopped playing the record. Clear, dull blue eyes trembling.

“I didn't dance to this song with you… at least let me listen to it one more time,” Peggy still smiled. It wasn't that she didn't want to cry. It wasn't that she wasn't afraid of death.

But the last time we met, this time, she had the right to choose.

And she chose to listen to their songs and leave this world with a smile.

“I know, Steve… that you were thinking about dancing back then,” the owner nodded in response. “Can you promise me? That we won't be stuck on this matter again."

"I won't promise. You haven't danced with me yet, Peg. Please..." The tall man wasn't sure who he was pleading with. With the woman you love or God if God really exists. He wanted to exchange everything just to have the two people in bed beside each other.

“Oh… I don't have much time, promise me…” The bright spark in his eyes began to dim. The old woman knew her own time and she wanted to hear it from his mouth one last time.

“Steve…” The young man pondered, his mouth tight, looking at his thin figure who looked like he was about to faint.

“You promised me that you would wait for me in my dreams. I will go dance with you in my dreams.” Upon hearing Toom's serious voice, the audience smiled a little and nodded their heads as he said the last sentence.

“I love you.”

Just like the last song of the song ended

heavily!

The tall figure opened his eyes in the darkness and leaned up to sit on the bed. Blue eyes flashed with confusion. The brain was hard at work processing what was going on.

He remembers himself returning from Peggy's funeral.

Fatigue made him fall asleep in bed without realizing it.

And it was probably nostalgia that made him dream like this.

Because in reality, he didn't have the chance to be with her until the end.

Whether it hurt ten years ago or now.

young man leaves Bury your face into the pillow. Let the tears flow in the silence...