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At last, Winter takes over and nearly rips Stark’s suit apart, gets his arm blown off in the process. That isn’t the end of it, though. Rogers and Stark are still fighting and James is frantically pulling Winter back once more, right in time for him to stop Roger’s shield from slicing Stark in half. There’s a moment where the dust settles and no one says anything and Winter watches through James’ eyes as Stark blinks his own open, practically hears his heart beating madly under that suit of armor. Then it’s just Stark staring at Winter- James, actually, who is crouched above him not unlike Rogers’ stupid shield, only the intent this time was to protect Stark. Whatever the reason for James’ action, it leaves all three of them muted for a while, until Rogers shifts and Winter realises they can both feel the shield having come down on their back instead. He’s still propped up on his hand, hanging over Stark but the moment’s dissipated when one of them speaks.
“What the fuck,” Stark whispers, blinking dirt out of his eyes, his heart rate still through the roof.