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Steve comes home bloodied and weary from another fight. Sharon doesn't worry anymore, well not often. In their line of work she can't afford to constantly be afraid, to constantly fret about Steve’s wellbeing.
The world needs Captain America. The world needs Steve. Sharon knew when she fell in love with him, that she'd always have to share part of him. She's okay with that, accepts that.
She cleans his wounds and makes sure he puts on fresh clothes. Then they cuddle until the sun comes up. It's not always easy, sharing him. But no one else gets this Steve.