Avengers Imagines

Steve Rogers #1 part 3

I was placed on the bed and doctors started to surround me.

"Steve..." I started.

"I'm right here." He said.

"I'm sorry... I didn't want to worry anyone." I said.

He didn't say anything he just pressed his lips against mine.

It was passionate, urgent and slightly rushed leaving us breathless. Even a super solider.

"You wouldn't be here now if you had just told me." He panted.

I nodded, a small tear rolling down my cheek.

I turned my head away as he was pushed out of the room...

- - - -

I walked out of the medical room with my arm bandaged heavily and tightly.

But not tight enough to cut off my circulation.

"How are you?" Steve asked, he was sitting on the floor next to the room I had just exited.

"I'm good. I could do with a rest though... Sleep.." I said, yawning. I hadn't realised I was so tired.

"You must be exhausted... Lack of blood.." He said.

I nodded.

I wobbled slightly on my feet. Still feeling light headed.

He swept me up, as if I weighed nothing at all.

"Put me down!" I cried.

He refused.

I hid my red face in his nicely toned chest.

He laughed a little.

When we made I to my room he lay me on my bed, draping my duvet over me.

"Steve... Thanks..." I smiled, holding his arm.

"I'm just next door if you need me." He said, kissing my forehead.

He closed the door behind him as I drifted to sleep...

- - - -

I woke in a fright. I heard movement outside my door.

I stood up wobbling slightly.

I thought I would have got rid of this I I had slept.

"_____?" Steve asked, opening his door.

I fell into the chair that sat near my door.

"Damn!" I groaned.

He opened my door and turned on the light.

I was blinded for a few seconds.

"Someone was outside my room..." I said.

"There is no one there... Everyone is asleep or on a mission." He said, guiding me back to the bed.

"Steve..." I started as he turned to leave.

I caught his wrist.

He turned to face me.

"Stay..." I pleaded.

He nodded, I pulled the duvet up for him to climb in next to me.

He wrapped an arm loosely around me and pulled me close.

His warmth was comforting and sent me drifting off.

"I thought I would never love again... But _____, I think I love you..." I swear I heard him whisper as he kissed my forehead...

- - - -

I woke up to see Steve sitting up next to me. I blushed as I looked at where my hand laid.

Just above his pyjama pants.

I removed my hand and rolled on my back.

"Did you mean what you said last night?" I asked.

His cheeks tinted a light pink.

"Yes... _____... I understand if you don't feel the same..." He started.

I silenced him with a kiss. He quickly melted into it, pulling me up to him.

"I love you _____..." He whispered, kissing me.

"I love you too Steve." I smiled, kissing him...