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Steve’s eyes search the crowd, trying to find Robin and Eddie. He spots them from across the bar and feels his stomach sink as someone shoves Eddie’s shoulder, getting in his face. He watches that familiar cocky grin pull at Eddie’s mouth as he says another smartass remark.
“ Shit.” Steve mutters under his breath, already pushing forward through the crowd, trying to get to them before–
The guy grabs Eddie’s shirt, tugging him forward and raising his fist, but before he can swing Robin rears back and punches him square in the eye, full force. The guy stumbles back, dropping Eddie, who is staring open mouthed at Robin and cackling. Steve moves faster, Watching as Robin pushes the guy’s shoulders, yelling in his face. Just as the guy regains his balance and reaches out to shove Robin, Steve gets to them, smacking the guy’s hand off of her, pushing her and Eddie behind him.
Steve puts his hand on the asshole’s shoulder. “I think you should go, man.”
The guy’s face scrunches, his eye already swelling from Robin’s hit. “Who the fuck are you? This fucking bitch–” He points over Steve’s shoulder at Robin who huffs out a laugh.
Eddie leans forward shaking his head. “Shouldn’t have said that, buddy. BIG mistake!”
Steve sees red. He slams the guy back against the bar. “If you ever come near either of them again–” He yanks the guy forward again, just to slam him roughly against the bar again, grinning when the guy lets out a pained groan. “The black eye that ‘bitch’ gave you will be the least of your worries.” Steve slams his knee up between the guys legs, Robin and Eddie gasping, and letting out loud ooohhhs– behind him as the guy crumples in on himself and Steve drops him, letting him fall to the dirty floor. The commotion finally draws attention from the people around them, and the bodyguard now making their way through the crowd.
Eddie squeaks, grabbing Steve and Robin’s hands, tugging them toward the back exit. “ Time to go!”