[ He should've known. He was desperate enough to do nearly anything to get rid of this - to get rid of his being a fucking liability, and of course -- of course Rumlow'd use it against him.
Steve knows the punch is coming, he's seen Rumlow fight - hell, he's fought him, knows some of his body language and is fast enough for it, and it's the only thing that saves him from a broken fucking nose. He jerks to the side and grabs Rumlow's shirt again, dragging him up and shoving him back against the nearest wall. He ought to punch him - god he wants to, wants to take out his anger at everything on the man, but he can't, he can't. The bond won't let him, and instead, he finds himself shoving Rumlow as far against the wall as he can go, kissing him sharp and fast and furious, biting at his lips. ]
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Steve knows the punch is coming, he's seen Rumlow fight - hell, he's fought him, knows some of his body language and is fast enough for it, and it's the only thing that saves him from a broken fucking nose. He jerks to the side and grabs Rumlow's shirt again, dragging him up and shoving him back against the nearest wall. He ought to punch him - god he wants to, wants to take out his anger at everything on the man, but he can't, he can't. The bond won't let him, and instead, he finds himself shoving Rumlow as far against the wall as he can go, kissing him sharp and fast and furious, biting at his lips. ]