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Steve Rogers ([info]captainhandsome) wrote in [info]snapthread,
@ 2019-10-08 07:32:00

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Entry tags:gwen stacy, steve rogers (mcu)

Who: Wee Steve and Baby Gwen
What: Skinned knees
Where: Outside their house
When: October 7


Steve took looking after Gwen very, very seriously. It wasn't the sort of job you could do while you read a comic because Gwen was special, she was everywhere and climbing the walls and upside-down and Steve's hands were very full. But he could do this, he was very responsible.

When he'd seen her he hadn't known her, but he had. She was important, very important, the most important and Steve had to look after her and protect her. So he couldn't go and play, because he was watching her and Steve didn't take his eyes off of her for even a moment. Which means he saw it all.

One second she'd been fine and then it was like slow motion and she was falling. Steve raced over to where she fell, kneeling down in front of her. "It's okay, sweetie, I'm here," Steve told her incredibly seriously.



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[info]captainhandsome
2019-10-09 09:10 pm UTC (link)
Steve was good at games. When you were sick a lot and couldn't run around you had to make your own fun like drawing and playing pretend. "Alright Nurse Gwen, this might sting a tiny bit," he told her as he carefully cleaned her scrapes. "But you're the bravest nurse ever and you sewed that man's arm back on when it fell off," he reminded her.

After her knees and elbow were clean he carefully got the bandaids and removed them from their packaging. Steve was gentle as he applied them so the sticky didn't touch the grazes, because you had to be real careful. He used about 20. It was his masterpiece. Once they were covered he looked over his work. "There," Steve said before leaning down to kiss her knee. "All better."

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[info]itsybitsyspidey
2019-10-10 03:34 pm UTC (link)
Gwen had a pretty vivid imagination. She and Peter always came up with the most elaborate schemes and stories whenever they played games together. It wasn't hard at all for her to be able to imagine herself as a nurse and Steve as a doctor while they tended to her scrapes. Scrapes that were going to be gone in a matter of maybe an hour or so but still right now they were mean looking red marks on her knees and the bruises were ugly but they'd disappear too.

"I did do that," she said, pouting a little because it did sting! But Steve was good at comforting her and it wasn't as bad as it could've been. The sting wasn't worse of a pain than the actual scrapes themselves so she managed to keep most of the tears away and just sniffled again.

Obviously kissing her knee made it feel a million times better. "You're the best, Dr. Steve! I feel so much better. But I'm gonna not climb for a little bit. Will you read to me? Can we read together?"

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[info]captainhandsome
2019-10-14 07:52 pm UTC (link)
She looked okay, sitting there with all the bandaids on her, Steve was happy he'd done the right thing. Tony would understand, you couldn't stop Gwen playing just because you were scared she might get hurt. No you had to just let her climb and climb and keep her as safe as you could. But now she was smiling and happy and Steve peeled off the too big rubber gloves and put everything else away.

"I think reading is a great idea," he said and he was relieved. Reading wasn't stressful and Steve was pretty good at that. Like he was good at all inside and sit still activities.

Tony had found some books for her and Steve grabbed the pile before climbing up onto the couch with her. He opened it and hummed. "Once upon a time there was a little spider named Gwen and she was the best."

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[info]itsybitsyspidey
2019-10-15 03:18 pm UTC (link)
Gwen liked all the bandaids. That meant she was super healed up and super safe. When the scrapes did go away, Gwen was going to attribute all of that to Steve and his magic bandaids because that was definitely why she was all better. He was like a hero and she greatly admired him. She also knew he was important to Mr. Stark and that made him even more important to her than he already was just by being Steve.

"A little spider and her name was Gwen?" Gwen immediately started to giggle. She shifted right over next to Steve and pressed into his side. Steve might not have been on the big side, but to Gwen he was big and strong and easy to snuggle with. He made her feel safe and secure. "Does she have any friends?" She asked curiously. "Would anyone be friends with a little spider?"

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[info]captainhandsome
2019-10-17 11:19 am UTC (link)
Sometimes you needed a LOT of bandaids. Steve wasn't well and sometimes the attention made him feel better, he didn't get a lot of it, so when he needed a little extra tending to it was nice. So he made sure she was utterly tended to and then some.

She was so wonderfully pocket sized and Steve nodded as he pretended to read from the book in front of him. "Oh of course, she had so many friends, a Shark named Stark and a Reindeer named Rogers!" And so the story went, about their adventures and the wonderful times they had together. It was a story, but it was real, because Steve had never been so happy.

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