Held hostage- Steve

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Y/N's PoV
I'm running through the building when something hits me and I'm thrown into a wall. "I am so sorry!" I look up to see a blonde haired, blue eyed, handsome looking fellow. He helps me up and looks me in the eyes. "I feel like I know you from somewhere." He mumbles.

"You look familiar as well." I say but thats when I realize, I'm on a mission I can't mess around. "But I have to go." I quickly tell him before pulling him in for a kiss and running off down the corridor.

Steve's PoV
"Sam, I think I just ran into our target." I say into my ear piece.

"Well why didn't you grab them?" Sam asks.

"Um well, she was absolutely beautiful. She looked strangely familiar. She was heading for the basement." I tell him. "And then she kissed me."

"I'll stop her there."

Y/N's PoV
I wake up in a musky smelling place. I go to reach for one of my pistols but I can't reach it. I had been blindfolded and tied to a chair. "Steve, she's awake." Someone says and my blindfold is removed. I see the blonde man from earlier and another man.

"Who are you guys?" I ask.

"We should be asking you the same thing." Who I'm guessing is Steve says. "You're an agent, a HYDRA agent arent you?"

"Sadly. But I know who you are now, I was supposed to avoid you. Captain."

"So you dont wanna be a HYDRA agent?" The other man asks.

"Being brainwashed does shit to ya." I shrug. "I got no choice."

"We need information."

"On the Winter Soldier, I know. I've been told not to say anything. And I wont say anything, unless you can help me outta this too." I look straight at Captain America as I say that. "But if you cant help me, I cant help you with Bucky."

"We'll help you too." Steve tells me. "Now, what can you tell me about Bucky?"

"How about you kiss me first?" I smirk. "I'm sure you liked the last one we shared."

"Maybe another time. Now come on, we can't waste time."

5 months later

Steve wraps his arms around me and kisses my neck as a way to wake me up. "Good morning." I smile at him.

"Good morning love." We just lay there and cuddle for most of the morning, legs intertwined, in complete silence. Could life get any better?

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