King of Hearts (A Steve Rogers x Reader Fic)

Chapter Twenty

"Steve!" YN yelled, jumping from the helicopter as he and Clint were wheeled away on a stretcher toward the hospital entrance. Natasha grabbed her shoulder, turning her attention away from the disappearing blonde. "Hey, get off of me! Steve!" She yelled, barely seeing Steve's unconscious body leave her sight.

"YN, you're about to be arrested." Natasha whispered, nodding sideways to the advancing officers. "Don't struggle, we will sort it out." YN clenched her teeth, finally stopping her struggle and nodding.

"Hey, man! Get your hands off of me!" Sam yelled, ripping his arm out of an officer's hand. Sam and Bucky looked to YN as she lifted her hands, nodding for the other two men to follow her lead. Sam frowned before resigning, lifting his hands up at the same time as Bucky.

YN grunted as her hands were reefed behind her, pinching at the wound on her shoulder. "Careful soldier, you might get me all worked up over all this man handling." YN chuckled, curling her lip at the officer.

"Move, you stupid bitch." YN rolled her eyes, laughing loudly.

"Only because you asked so nicely." Bucky side eyed YN, chuckling under his breath.

They were pulled into the back of a large vehicle, sitting side by side in front of three armed operatives that were covered head to toe in S.W.A.T uniform. YN stared at them, cocking her head to the side. She bit her lip, crossing her knees smugly.

"So, who wants to go first?" YN smiled, making Sam and Bucky stare at her in confusion. "Eenie..." she whispered, flicking a finger toward the man across from her. "Meeny..." She continued. "Miney..." she leaned forward with a smirk, pointing at the next officer. "Moe." She winked at the last, leaning back as the middle officer swung the baton from their belt, smacking both of the other officers in the face and knocking them out cold.

Tearing off the helmet, Tony glared at YN as she smiled smugly. "You're lucky that was actually me, King." YN rolled her eyes, running her tongue along her teeth.

"Please, your posture? I'd pick it anywhere." YN chuckled. "And 'stupid bitch' really? Is that the best you could come up with?"

Tony shrugged, leaning over and unlocking the cuffs around Sam's wrists, who was staring at the billionaire in shock. "Just said the first thing that came to mind." YN narrowed her eyes, sending him a fake smile. Tony eyed Bucky, hesitating on unlocking his cuffs. "You going to shoot me if I unlock them?"

Bucky flinched back, teeth grinding under the strain of his clenched jaw. He shook his head, looking away as Tony leant toward him, shakily undoing the metal chains and sitting back quickly. YN glared at Tony, her top lip curling up at the older man.

"What's the go with Rumlow? Did you alert the President's security team?" YN asked looking around the back of the car. Tony nodded but didn't say anything else. "So, how do we get out of here then?"

"I hadn't thought that far ahead yet..." Tony scratched his head, also taking in their surroundings. "I was thinking you know..." Tony gestured toward his watch, where his suit was waiting for activation.

"They'll know it was you." YN said, furrowing her eyebrow. "You'll be going against the Accords." Tony sighed, nodding his head. "Tony, that's not a good idea."

"Oh, now you care? The last time I saw you, all you did was tell me what a horrible person I was for signing them, and now I can't even go against them to save you?" YN rolled her eyes.

"Don't be so damn dramatic. I didn't give a fuck about you signing the Accords. I cared that you put the safety of my friends on the line, because you couldn't see past your humungous ego." YN sneered, leaning in close to Tony's face.