Avengers: Reader Inserts

Stupid Decision ~ Steve Rogers x Reader

Word Count: 2,950ish

Summary: Steve makes a stupid decision regarding your relationship. (Angst/Fluff)

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"I can't do this anymore."

The five words no one ever longed to hear when they were in love. Especially when you were in love with none other than, Captain America. You knew something had been off before he left for the mission a week ago. And now, he had gotten back and went straight to your room. You tried to welcome him back with open arms, only for him to say.

"I can't do this anymore."

Your heart broke instantly. "Wh-what? Why?" Your voice was small, which made Steve almost wince.

"I just... I can't." He turned to leave but you quickly stopped him.

"No! You don't get to just say you can't do this anymore and walk away. I am owed an explanation."

"I'm sorry, Y/N. I just can't any more. It's not you, it's-"

"Bullshit! Just tell me."

"I have another mission, Y/N. I just came to tell you it was over. I have to go."

He opened the door, walked out and quickly closed it. You were so shocked that you couldn't move to chase after him. It wasn't worth it anyway if he was done. There was no point in fighting it. You began crying into your hands, slowly lowering yourself onto your knees. Unbeknownst to you, Steve was still outside the door. He was leaning against it, head up and hand still on the door knob. He was looking at the ceiling, wishing for his tears to disappear as he listened to your cries.

The mission had been rough, as many were. But this time they had clear information on you. Your patterns, your likes and dislikes, everything down to your elementary school grades. They threatened him with your life and he could not risk it. It was killing him the whole way home that he had purposefully put together another mission to get back out there as soon as possible. But right now, Steve couldn't get himself to move. You were inside your room, heart broken, and all he wanted to do was fix it. But he couldn't. Not until the threat was completely gone.

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Tony, Natasha, and Clint were all in the kitchen, fixing themselves breakfast, when Tony suddenly stopped what he was doing.

"What is it, Stark?" Natasha wondered.

"Shit's about to hit the fan," Tony answered, squinting his eyes and looking around. "I can feel it."

Clint laughed. "You can feel it?" Clint repeated. "Since when?"

"Since ever. Trust me on this one. Something's off about today."

You slunk into the room. Sleep had eluded you, so you already were struggling to look decent. But it was also clear that you had been crying.

"Y/N?" Natasha questioned. "What's wrong?"

You let out a shaky breath. "Steve broke up with me," you answered quietly.

"What?!" Clint and Natasha exclaimed.

"See!" Tony shouted. "I told you shit was about to hit the fan!"

"Tony," Natasha scolded, coming to your side. "Why would he do that?"

You pursed your lips, trying to keep your emotions in check. "He just... he just said that he couldn't do it anymore. Then he left. Said he had another mission to go on."

"Another mission?" Tony repeated. "There was no plan for another mission."

"Well then I don't know where he is then, Tony!" You yelled, letting it all out. "That's what he told me, after... after..." You started hyperventilating, unable to fully take in air.