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Steve Rogers x male!Reader Request [[MCU]]

Distracted

Sam was teasing me again. Of course, he was.
"What's got you so distracted, man?", he grinned. I only shrugged and tried to focus on my breakfast, but I kept drifting away.
My thoughts were everywere, but where they were supposed to be.

"Hello?Earth to Y/N?"

"What the?", I mumbled, when Sam waved a hand in front of my face.
"Seriously, you have to concentrate or Steve will never let you go on a mission again", Sam sighed and sat down next to me.
"Do you remember, what happened last time"
"I do", I whispered. I didn't want to remember it, but the memories came flooding back.

"Alright, Y/N are you ready?", Steve said and gave me a questioning look.
"I am", I answered, trying not to get lost in his steel blue eyes.
"Then let's go", he whispered.
Together, we ran out of our hideout.
Steve was in front of me, in order to protect us both with his shield.
We stopped halfway through the warehouse to defend ourselves.
I grabbed my gun and started shooting, while Steve started to throw around his shield.
From the corner of my eye, I carefully watched how his lean body moved.
That was, how it happened.
I lost concentration and directly after that my consciousness.
I woke up again, in the Avengers HQ, laying in my bed all stitched up.

I just recently recovered and was now ready to go back to missions, but Sam was right. What if I lost concentration again?
What if this time... Something happens to Sam or worst, to Steve?

"Damn it", I whisped and got up, while grabbing my untouched bowl of cereals and throwing them into the trash.
"Where are you going?", Sam asked worryingly.
"You'll see", I said.
In my mind I added:I might just go forever, if this won't work
I made my way to training room, where Steve would usually hang out in the morning. Suddenly I stopped, as a particular thought made its way to the front of my brain.

What will Steve say? He's from the 40s right? People weren't so liberal back then?

I gulped and stopped in front of the door to the gym.
"Eh, fuck it", I says to myself and pushed down the handle. I quietly stepped inside, looking out for Steve.
He was nowhere to be seen but I heard distorted grunts, from where the punching bags where.
I started to walk towards them, but I stopped, when one of the bags flew across the room and almost landed on me.

"Watch where you throw your Punching bags", I grinned and walked towards Steve.
He gave me a bewildered look:"Oh, my apologies, I didn't see you coming!"
"It's fine", I chuckled, "But I really need to talk to you about something"
"Care to be my opponent first?", he smiled.
I whined a little:"I can't say no to Captain America, can I?"
"Nope", he laughed and threw me some gloves to get ready.

A few minutes later we stood, facing each other, on the mat.
I slowy started to walk left, while Steve did the same. I wanted to wait for him to start the fight and ultimately he threw his first punch at me. I dodged his fist and jumped to his left.
Immediately I tried to kick him in the ribs, but Steve managed to grab my foot and throw me on the ground.
I grunted, as my chest collided with the mat.
I could feel how the scar from our latest incident hurt, but I didn't want to chicken out, so I got up again.
I went straight towards Steve and send three quick punches at his face. He held up his forearms, to shield my punches. He was successful and decided to fake a punch on my face. Immediately I pulled my arms up as his right fist found a sure blow in my torso.

I gasped and immediately fell to the ground, grabbing my side, as it hurt like hell.
"Y/N, are you okay?", Steve leaned down beside me and I felt how he put his hand on my shoulder.
"It's fine", I mumbled and tried to got up, but I tripped and Steve had to catch me.
"I will bring you to your room", he said.
"Fine", I whiperd.
I put an arm around his shoulder and he propped me all the way back to my room.

I sat down on my bed and Steve proceeded to leave with the words:"Rest now!"
But I stopped him.

"Steve, I really have to talk to you about something", I stated.
He looked at me blantly:"Are you sure, you are in the condition to talk now?
I only chuckled lightly:" Steve, I'm a grown man, I can take a few punches"
"If you say so", he smiled and sat down beside me.

I breathed in heavyly, taking in his scent.
Now, that he was sitting right in front of me, I kinda lost all the words I ever learned and my mind was all blank.

"I-", I started fidgeting with my fingers, not quite sure what to say.
I felt Steve's hands grab mine. He slowly stopped my actions and laid his hands on top of mine.
"You can talk to me", he said and proceeded to look me in the eyes, but I quickly looked away.

God, why was I so nervous? Oh yeah right, Steve cones from a time, where gay people were killed...yikes

"OK fine", I managed to say.
For the first time in ages, I looked him into the eyes.
"I'm gonna do something now", I slowy said, looking back down", If you're not fine with it, that's alright, but I just have to try it... "

Steve only nodded, not quite sure, what to say.
I slowy moved closer to him and before he could do anything, I looked back up at him and pressed my lips onto his.
I thought that he would pull away in disgust, but to my surprise, he responded.
I fell his hand on my shoulder and then on my cheek, while our lips moved in synch.
I slowly started to lay my hands around his neck, playing with his hair. A groan escaped from Steve's mouth and he deepend the kiss, pushing his tongue into my mouth. He fought for dominance, but ultimately I won.

We finally separated, gasping for air.
I saw how a smile started to Form on Steve's swollen lips:"You were afraid to tell me this?"
I shrugged:"The Tolerance was different in the 40s, I thought-"
A loud laugh rumbled through Steve's chest and I looked at him bewildered.
When he calmed down, he slowly took my hand. I lightly squeezed it.
"I will always accept you, understand?", he whispered.
"Fine", I mumbled, now gaining Confidence.
I slowy stood up and stood in front of Steve.
He chuckled, but immediately stopped, when I said down on his lap.
I pushed him down on the bed and put my lips back on his.
"At least", he mumbled,"I know now, what's got you so distracted"

A/n:requested by anonymous
First male!Reader, yay :D
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