[It didn't do too much to assuage his worry, but Rumlow accepted it, reaching for the Soldier and pushing a hand through his hair. He settled back, looking at him, catching and holding his gaze for a few moments before his own tracked down to the blood that coated his chest. He couldn't see the little girl, only heard things from time to time, that Rumlow suspected were just spiders.]
Well you're with me now.
[Rumlow assured him, the hand in his hair wrapping around the back of his neck and gently tugging him close. He tucked the Soldier's head beneath his own, arms sneaking around him to hold him in an embrace, unmindful of the blood. It could be washed out. He had red sheets on his bed for a reason, after all.]
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Well you're with me now.
[Rumlow assured him, the hand in his hair wrapping around the back of his neck and gently tugging him close. He tucked the Soldier's head beneath his own, arms sneaking around him to hold him in an embrace, unmindful of the blood. It could be washed out. He had red sheets on his bed for a reason, after all.]