*read 'who could love a broken girl' first*
*warning contains smut and mentions of violents*
we continue where we left of.
but it is far from a happy ever after. y/n thinks her life is meaningless and want to do something with her day, so she decid...
you were pacing thru the Livingroom. "y/n stop" Steve said grabbing your shoulders making you look up to him. "just calm down" he said calmly. "Steve how are we gonna do this, what if he finds out, what if he wants to lock you up and" before you can finish your sentence Steve's lips are on yours.
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after a short make out session he lets go of you. "didn't know if that would work, i'm a genius" Steve says smiling at you, seeing you calmed down now. "listen i'm just gonna sit silently in the bedroom, making no sounds. if we just keep him downstairs we'll be fine" Steve said. "alright" you say "okay we can do that right?" you say stressing a little. Steve pulled you close to him for a hug. "you can do this, i'll help you cook" he said. "thanks Steve" you say looking up to him and he kisses you deeply. "so, am i your boyfriend now?" he asks smiling. "nope" you say giggling while you get out of his grip.
you texted your dad that he could come over for dinner at 6. you and Steve started cooking hoping your dad wouldn't be too early. you drank some wine while you cooked, well Steve cooked you were watching him while the 2 of you joked around. "here, is it good" Steve ask you walking up to you with the sauce on his finger. you put his finger seductively in his mouth, swirling your tongue around his finger before he pulls it out. "don't do that" he says seriously. "why not?" you say smirking to him "does it turn you on Rogers". "you have no idea what you do to me y/n" he says before he pulls you in for a passionate kiss.
your make out session is cut short by a knock on the door. "shit" you say under your breath. "have fun" Steve said as he placed a soft kiss on your lips before he ran upstairs. you quickly put away Steve's wine glass before opening the door. "come in" you say smiling at him. "hhmm it smells good" you dad says as he walks in. "i hope it tastes good too" you say.
you eat in silence when you finally ask him "so what did you want to talk about?". "well, i just wanna say i'm sorry how i reacted yesterday, i just lost so much that day" he says, and you could clearly see the hurt in his eyes. "I'm sorry dad, i wish i could have been there for you when everything went down" you say. "would you have been on my side tho?" he asks. "yeah, maybe it was better i wasn't there" you say as it was silent again. "you were right yesterday, it doesn't hurt less knowing it wasn't really him. they both still kept it from us" you say meaning every word, you just hoped Steve couldn't hear you saying it. "but i still care about them, trust me i wished i could turn it off, but i just can't" you say.
"do you think you can still look at them the same?" your dad asked you. "no" you said shortly "no, i will always know they kept something from me, the worst thing being they didn't made me suspect something was up. they told me about my granddad knowing what he did. i don't think i can ever trust them 100% again" you tell your dad. "I'm sorry y/n, i know you loved them" he says as he sees your sad eyes. "it is what it is" you say as a single tear rolls over your cheek. "oh sweetheart" he says hugging you. "why can't life be easy for us?" you say now crying. "easy would be boring tho" he replied. "well boring is better than this shit show" you say. "you're probably right" he says sighing.
