The Demigod From Asgard - A Steve Rogers x Reader Story

Chapter 33: The Wrong Hostage

Warnings: Language! Kidnapping! Fluff! Angst!

Steve wasn't really the one for parties, especially large obnoxious over the top ones. However, when there's a chance to infiltrate a Hydra base, he's not going to give up that opportunity.

So there he was stood at the bar in this fancy building with you at his side, keeping an eye on Nat. Both you and Steve were undercover, Steve's hair temporarily dyed brown, his beard grown out. While you wore a long jet black wig. Nat however had not disguised her appearance and was just using a fake name.

The plan was that Nat was going to talk up the target, lure him back to his office and allow herself to get captured. While captured the plan was for her to feed them false intelligence allowing the rest of the team to launch a sting attack before 'rescuing' her at a later date.

You and Steve were there to ensure everything went to plan and intervene if civilians were in danger. The plan was going well so far, Nat was dancing with the target. While Steve enjoyed his evening with you.

Looking down at you he couldn't help but smile at how amazing you looked. You wore a plain black off the shoulder dress that hugged your body perfectly. While Steve was still a man of the 40s he definitely appreciated the thigh high split.

"You know you're supposed to be watching Nat not me" you smirk taking a sip of your wine.

"Can you blame me? You look incredible, I'm having a hard time keeping my hands to myself" he says whispering in your ear before kissing your jaw.

"Down boy, we've got a job to do" you chuckle putting a hand on his chest.

"Fine but Nat better hurry up and get captured" Steve sighs looking back out onto the party.

"I'm just going to pop to the ladies" you say putting you glass down on the bar.

"Restrooms are just down that hall miss" the bartender says behind Steve.

"Thank you, I'll be right back" you say kissing Steve on the cheek before walking off.

Steve watched you go before turning back to the bar once you were out of sight. He ordered himself another whiskey and another wine for you. A short while later Steve felt someone tap him on the shoulder. Turning around he spots Nat who looked concerned.

"Nat what are you doing here? You should be with the target" Steve whispers harshly.

"The target left, some guy came up to him and said the package is secure and then he just left" Nat explains.

"Package? What package? I wasn't aware an arms deal was going down" Steve asks.

"There isn't, maybe they caught onto us" Nat suggests shrugging her shoulders.

Steve sighs in annoyance turning back round to the bar, noticing that the bartender who gave you directions to the restrooms was gone. Steve glances at his watch realising a whole 15 minutes had passed since you'd left.

"Nat, where's Y/N?" Steve asks turning back round to her.

"How would I know? I've been with the target- wait" Nat says slowly coming to the same realisation as Steve.

"Start searching now" Steve says abandoning his drink.

The two of them quickly sweep the premises but find no sign of you or the target. Steve was on the verge of panicking, wanting to tear the place apart. Begrudgingly they head back to the tower to work out what to do. They head straight to the labs, Steve hoping they could track where they'd taken you.

"Nat shouldn't you be a hostage right now?" Bruce asks as the two of them walk into the lab.

"They took Y/N instead" Nat sighs dropping her bag on the table.