Never Look Back (Chapter 2) Winter Soldier/ReaderThis man’s muscles had to be killing him. You’d been driving for maybe three or so hours and every time you glanced over, there he was. Shoulders tense, hands fisted on his lap, mouth set in a grim line. Holding that pose for so long seemed pretty killer. You had to get him to relax, he was making you nervous. “Do you want to drive?” The sun had begun to rise and it’d been a little over twenty-four hours since you slept anyway. Of course, you’d have to stay awake for at least an hour. To make sure he wasn’t going to kill you or anything.Never Look Back (Chapter 2) Winter Soldier/Reader by piscesqueen
The grunt he made sounded vaguely affirmative so you pulled over and exited the vehicle. Your hunch was right, as he got into the driver’s seat and took off once you were secured. Ah, the allowance to close your eyes was blissful. You’d open them in a few minutes, of course. That didn’t quite turn out like you planned.
When you awoke, the sun was far higher in the sky than when you fell asleep
Never Look Back (Chapter 1) Winter Soldier/ReaderThis was crazy. As you climbed out of your car you knew that. You were still clad in the black dress you’d worn to the funeral. Out of place? Understatement of the year. The rusty truck-stop, like the rest of the trip, was completely spur of the moment. It was on the way, and the only place open in the middle of the night to stock up on coffee and snacks for the drive ahead.Never Look Back (Chapter 1) Winter Soldier/Reader by piscesqueen
You just couldn’t wait. After your father’s funeral, another night in D.C. felt… Wrong. You’d only been there to help your father and now that that ended… You just needed to run. Run all the way across the country. Your whole life was packed up in boxes in the back of your car.
Grabbing some sunflower seeds, chips, and gum, you stuck them under your arm while you filled up a coffee cup. Now the weight of your decision began to to bear down on you. You were heading cross country, with no job, no apartment. Of course, here you had no job either. All you had were sparce savings an
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Trigger Warning for Body Insecurities
Thump, thump. The deep, rhythmic pounding of volleyballs in the gym were like your own personal therapist. When you were on the court, nothing could touch you. Bump, set, spike, bump, set, spike. It even helped alleviate one of your worst personal insecurities. All of the girls on the volleyball team deviated from the norm for the most part, and it made you feel a lot more… normal.
You were probably heavier than most of them, but those thoughts were for after practice. After practice was when you thought about the stubborn pinch of fat, you swore it was fat, on your stomach. And your thunder thighs. No matter how many miles you ran, or crunches you did, you still were just… Big everywhere. You were here at this college because of volleyball and you were still just so… Big.
Everyday at practice you tried so hard and you were fit, at most. You could run the mile without getting out of breathe, do