Marvel Imagines (Requests: ON HOLD)

Steve Rogers - Insecure

"Just tell me why." Steve begged for the thousandth time as you hid in the bathroom and outright refused to attend a party with him.

"I just don't." You defended.

You heard him scoff from behind the door. "Yeah, because that's a real excuse."

"Please drop it, okay?"

"No, (y/n), I will not 'drop it'. All I want to do is have an evening where we can go out and have a nice time together."

"And what's wrong with staying inside with a take out?"

"I want the world to know you're mine and I'm yours!" Steve suddenly shouted, making you flinch. "Unless you don't want that anymore?"

You froze where you stood as a mix of guilt and rage built up in you. You weren't thinking as you marched over to the bathroom door and flung it open to find Steve pacing around your shared bedroom. He stopped when he saw you and tried to walk over but you held out a hand to stop him.

"You want to know why I won't go to a stupid party with you? Fine!" You shot back with a venomous tone. "I hate myself, Steve. I can't look in the mirror without thinking of a dozen changes, after every meal I feel like I need to run a marathon so I don't gain weight, I hate shopping because I see all these beautiful clothes made for slimmer girls that just won't fit me, and I hate the way people stare when they see us together."

"(Y/n)-"

"No!" You cut him off with a strained shout as tears blurred your vision. "I know what they think. They think about why the hell Captain America chose a girl like me. I'm nothing special. I'm just... Nothing. I don't deserve you, Steve, I really don't. Why did you even look twice at me?"

"Because I love you!"

You scoffed and tried to walk away but Steve grabbed your arm and made you face him again.

"(Y/n), I don't care about how others act and I definitely don't care about what they think of us together. I only ever cared about you."

"But I'm not the America's sweetheart I'm supposed to be."

"So? I love you anyway. I love the way you laugh at jokes you've heard fifty times already, and I adore your smile when we talk about our day every night. I can't resist you, (y/n). You're everything I'll ever need."

The tears fell down your cheek as you looked into Steve's wonderful blue eyes. "You mean it?"

"A million times over. You are perfect as you are."