Song: Celeste - Strange
Series warnings: violence, angst, kidnapping, violence...
Steve hasn't been able to properly fall asleep last night due to you going missing so mysteriously. The two hours he just woke up from aren't nearly enough to sate his tiredness.
He turns his head to the spot next to him. His daughter is sleeping soundly next to him, her body turned on her stomach with her cute face squished on the pillow beneath her head. Her stuffed animal is being held in an iron grip and it makes Steve smile.
You slept next to him in the same way, the thick duvet being the thing closely held to your body instead of some stuffed animal. It's the sole reason Steve had to get two duvets, even though you always ended up stealing his as well.
His mind goes back to when you were married to him, laying next to him like this. With that adorable frown on your face.
His hand reaches out to you, softly brushing a lost strand of hair behind your ear. (I had someone do this to me and it was honestly the most loving gesture I've ever experienced, he thought I was asleep, I wasn't)
You mumble something incoherent, making his smile grow even wider than it already has. He lays his hand on your cheek. His thumb softly brushing over your cheek.
He can feel you lean into his touch before you let go off the duvet. He removes his hand from your cheek much to your dismay. He chuckles at your sassiness.
He slides closer and wraps an arm around you to pull you against him completely. 'Morning baby...'
'Morning bub...' your groggy voice amuses him, which isn't a surprise. He likes to tease you as often as he can.
He gets ripped away from his little daydream by Anna moving close to him for comfort. She misses you and she's not the only one. Steve wraps an arm around his little girl.
'Morning daddy..' her soft and cut evolve reaches his ears and makes his heart melt.
'Morning bug...' he replies.
'Don't forget Mister Snout' her stern voice makes laughter rumble in Steve's chest. 'I'm sorry, my apologies mister Snout... good morning to you too...'
'Hè says good morning back...' she mumbles.
It stays silent for a while, both Steve and Anna just laying there. Steve stares at the ceiling while Anna seems to be waking up more and more by the minute. She lazily plays with her stuffed animal, occasionally hitting Steve in the face with it.
'Is mommy going to come back soon? I miss her...' Anna says.
'Were going to find her... your uncle and I..'
•••
'Wake up...' the splash of cold water suddenly cascading down upon you does just that.
You startle and gasp for air. Your eyes open wide as they scan around the dimly lit room.
They land on a familiar face. Peggy Carter. You should've known she was behind this. She always was a jealous bitch when it came to you.
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Marvel Imagines pt. 5
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