Marvel Imagines (Requests: ON HOLD)

Steve Rogers - Sarcasm

A/N: This is from a YouTube short I found by KallMeKris so the full credit goes to them on this one :)
I'm also gonna use (Y/C/N) for your child's name.

Your life was full of drama. The reason why? You were married to Captain America.

You were the first face he saw after coming out from the ice and you introduced him to the new world. It had taken a couple of years for both of you to really connect but eventually it happened and years later you were married and had a child.

They had just turned seven years old so most of your day consisted of running after your kid and cleaning up messes. You were fine with it. You loved your child with your whole heart. It was just exhausting.

You were trying to take a nap now actually but unfortunately a loud knock echoed through the house and you jolted awake.

"Mom, there's someone at the door." Your son/daughter said, running into your room.

You sat up and scratched your head, voice dripping in sarcasm. "Oh, really?"

He/she looked at you and nodded. "Yeah."

"The fact that you are my child and don't yet understand sarcasm is very concerning to me."

Another loud knock came from the door and you groaned, throwing off the blanket and dragging yourself over. You opened the door as you yawned.

You sighed when you saw a mom 'friend' you had.

"Karen?" You questioned, wondering what she was doing here.

"Yeah." She stated.

"You got the wrong house?"

"No."

"Well, you do. The 'uptight, middle-aged spawn of Satan' meeting is down the street. You're gonna take a left, you're gonna see a cliff, and you're gonna jump off."

"I'm here because my son Hunter wants a play date with..." Karen looked at your son/daughter who had peered around you to see who was there.

"(Y/c/n)?" You answered for her, annoyed.

Karen nodded. "It's not too late to change that name, you know."

"What? So I should have named my kid after the exact opposite of who they are? In that case, your kid's name should be Deer In Headlights or Stunned Possum.

"You know what? We're done." The other mother scoffed. "Hunter!"

She looked behind you and you turned around to see your son/daughter had decorated Hunter's face in makeup and was grinning proudly.

You sighed. "Really, (y/c/n)?"

He/she nodded and pointed at Hunter. "Isn't he pretty?"

"Hunter!" Karen gasped. "You have makeup on your face."

"Oh, really?" (Y/c/n) shot back.

You looked at him/her proudly. "Sarcasm!"