( she does not much care for bodyguards. she does not need one, not really. sure, she's been — well, less than careful. less than rule-abiding, specifically. she's dug her nose into places SHIELD has no interest in letting her go, asked too many questions of the wrong people, accidentally not returned one too many documents at one too high a clearance level... the charges are fair, if not a bit pedantic. daisy's willing to admit that. but she doesn't need a bodyguard. she isn't delicate.
in truth, steve is SHIELD's equivalent of a parole officer, a half-retired superhero kept on the payroll with this low-risk responsibility, but the way he huffs in frustration when she so much as breaks a nail feels a lot like a bodyguard.
maybe that's why she toes the line so much, why she tries his patience, tries to slip his too-attentive gaze, even if it's just to dart under the employees only rope in the art museum. maybe it'll prove he's out to stop her from doing something SHIELD doesn't want on their records, stop her from embarassing them — and not because he cares about her well-being.
❝ long live the walls we crashed through ❞
in truth, steve is SHIELD's equivalent of a parole officer, a half-retired superhero kept on the payroll with this low-risk responsibility, but the way he huffs in frustration when she so much as breaks a nail feels a lot like a bodyguard.
maybe that's why she toes the line so much, why she tries his patience, tries to slip his too-attentive gaze, even if it's just to dart under the employees only rope in the art museum. maybe it'll prove he's out to stop her from doing something SHIELD doesn't want on their records, stop her from embarassing them — and not because he cares about her well-being.
who would do that. )