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[ofstarlight]

AU SCENARIOS OPEN POST !

» Hit this up for all kinds of scenarios. » Put my character's name in the subject line. If you leave it blank, I'll surprise you with a muse. » Prose and brackets are both welcomed. » Here are some possibilities but open to all sorts of things! Stranded. Arranged Marriage. Apocalypse / Post-Apocalypse. Assassins. Fake relationships / engagements / marriages. Victorian Era. Fairy Tales. Mythology. The Hunger Games. Harry Potter. The 100. Pick one of my characters: here.

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[murdocksboy]

[ Matt is so distraught, and the touch is so casual, that it almost doesn't register when Steve places a hand on his. The images of his fallen comrades, just a bunch of kids from the city who'd never been anywhere in their lives, flash through his mind. If he were capable of it, there would be tears soaking the bandage over his eyes.

Instinctively, he relaxes one hand, fingers stretching so that larger, warmer ones cover them. And then he realizes the significance of what's happened. ]

My God... [ His voice drops to a whisper, body frozen still. ] Please. Don't move...

[stevegrogers]

[ eyebrows furrowed, Steve looked over at Matt with a dozen questions on the tip of his tongue but he swallowed them all down at the feel of fingertips flexing underneath his. How? It didn't make any kind of sense. Letting out a slow breath, he reached out his free hand to try and cup Matt's cheek. ]

C-can you feel that? I don't --

[murdocksboy]

[ He's about to beg again for Steve to just stay still, fearful of losing that feeling of a hand on his, of human touch. But then there's another, a warmth against his face that he recognizes for the palm of a hand, and God. It feels like he's going to burst from the emotion. ]

Yes. [ Still whispering, and still remaining oh-so-still, in case the slightest movement on his part destroys everything. ] My God, I can.

[stevegrogers]

[ there were so many thoughts going through Steve's mind but none of it made any kind of sense. The whole ghost aspect should have made touch impossible, right? ]

How is this actually happening?

I can feel you too. Just really cold.

[ he looked at Matt for a moment. ]

Maybe try to touch me?

[murdocksboy]

I wish I understood.

[ Although maybe he doesn't. Understanding might change things, might take away this impossible moment.

Cold like a corpse, he thinks to himself, with a pang. But it's better than the isolation he felt before, so much better.

Hesitantly, he raises his hand toward Steve, using the sound of his voice to touch fingertips to the man's face, finding first his chin and then moving to an unshaven jaw and cheek. There's so much warmth, and Matt can only imagine how unpleasant his skin must feel in return. ]

[stevegrogers]

[ It shouldn't have been possible but lucky for Matt, Steve happened to live on a foundation of the inconceivable. It brought them closer when it should have done anything but. Two soldiers attempting to find a light in the dark, one grasping for something and the other attempting to not let go. Poetic in its ultimate tragedy.

Staying still, Steve allowed for Matt to touch him. The chill while a little jarring did not bother him much at all. Probably less than it should have but he tried to keep an open mind. ]

This is incredible. [ Steve moved closer, seeing if he could feel even more. ] What does it feel like to you?

[murdocksboy]

[ He's terrified that the wrong word or movement will burst the moment like a soap bubble. Ever so carefully, he brushes his fingers up Steve's cheek to find the corner of his eye and then his brow, up to the edge of his hairline. Matt's mouth falls open slightly as he takes all of it in. ]

Warm [ He smiles incredulously. ] You're so warm. And it's like I can feel the blood rushing under your skin. I feel your muscles when they move.

[ Raising his other hand, he lays it over Steve's chest. ] I feel your heartbeat.

[stevegrogers]

[ The cool touch did not bother Steve at all because what else would he expect from a ghost? The intimacy of the touch, though, surprised him. No one had ever touched him in such a way or wanted to be close to him just for the sake of it. It made him lean bingo the touch, his heart pounding a little faster. ]

You don't feel cold in a bad way. [ He gave a tiny smile, still feeling so tired and wore out. ] I like it. I just wish we knew why it was possible. Why now - why me?

[murdocksboy]

[ Matt would never have been this bold when he was alive, to touch someone, especially a near-stranger, so intimately. But there's nothing that can be done to him now, and Steve's reactions are encouraging rather than displeased. ]

Maybe there's something I'm supposed to do for you. Some way I can help you.

[ It would explain so many things -- why Matt hasn't passed on, why he wasn't roused into consciousness until Steve showed up. Why he seems to become more and more solid, or at least capable of being solid, the longer he's around. ]

[stevegrogers]

[ For some reason, it made him feel a little guilty to have made things more complicated for Matt even if he didn't do it on purpose. How could he have known, realistically? But they now needed to focus on what the something could be to assist Matt with crossing ever and finding some peace. Having a task to focus on actually made him feel better.

Nodding his head, he tried to think but did not have any answers immediately come to mind. ]

You might be right but I'm not sure what it could be. Do you have any gut feelings? Anything you feel like you have to do right now?

[murdocksboy]

[ He thinks hard, paying attention to anything that might seem like it's pulling at him or calling to him. As much as he's aware that God doesn't just hand out answers, it sure would be nice to get a little more obvious guidance right now.

After a minute, he shakes his head, shoulders slumping. ]

The only thing is just this feeling that I need to stay here, with you. That seems important.

[ Or else it's just Matt's personal desire to cling to the one person who can see and touch him and isn't afraid. ]

Is there something you need, maybe?

[stevegrogers]

[ Still nothing made any bit of sense but should he really feel surprised at the moment? Spirits weren't supposed to be able to openly communicate or touch. Could Matt taste? A thought he probably did not need to have either.

Letting out a slow breath, he shook at his head. ]

I'm not sure but there has to be a reason. Maybe I'm supposed to do something for you. Figure out what kept you here. Might have something to do - [ His voice trailed off with a frown. ]

[murdocksboy]

[ It's a kind thought, but it makes Matt give a breathy laugh. What could the living possibly do for him? He doesn't have any unfinished business, unless you count the war, and that's long over. Maybe he's just lingering because he knows where he's headed in the next life. ]

Other than what you're doing right now? I can't think of anything anyone could do for me. It's already too late.

[ But it sounds like Steve might have something on his mind, and Matt cocks his head, curious and hopeful. ] You have an idea. What is it?