⍟ Marvel one-shots volume II ☠

🎄 Снгіѕтмдѕ ѕресідʟ: Not another lonely Christmas🎄

Pαιrιɴɢ: Steve Rogers X Agent of S.H.I.E.L.D.!Reader.
Word coυɴт: 489 words.
Sυммαry:  Steve feels lonely at Christmas until he found you.
Wαrɴιɴɢѕ: Fluff, angst, feelings of loneliness.
A/N: This is my entry to Vee's Holly Jolly Challenge with the prompts:

"I'm not a lot of people's favourite person..."
"Therapist."
"Steve Rogers."
"(Fear of) Spending Christmas alone."

So, I posted this first on my Tumblr.

My native language is  Spanish so I wanna improve my writing skills in English if you notice any mistakes, please let me know and I will correct them.

I don't give any permission for my fics to be posted on other platforms or languages (I translate my work myself) or the use of my graphics (my dividers are included in this), I did them exclusively for my fics, please respect my work and don't steal it.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Marvel's characters (unfortunately), except for the original characters and the story.

As the Christmas season approached, Steve began to feel a knot in his stomach. Ever since he woke up from the ice, his Christmases had been spent alone. For several years, he had tried to spend them with others, but there was always some excuse, and now he found himself tormented by the thought of spending the holidays alone.

Steve looked at the calendar; he was still going to the therapist, as the adjustment process was more difficult than it seemed, and yet Steve felt he didn't belong anywhere... Steve, his voice trembling, confessed his fear of spending Christmas alone.

Steve left the office feeling a little more relieved but still worried about how he would spend the holidays.

While walking through the busy streets of New York, Steve stopped at a small bookstore to take shelter from the cold. That's when he ran into you, as you were browsing through a book in one of the aisles. Steve recognized you immediately; there were a few times they had crossed words, although basically, it had been on missions.

Maybe it was a good time to meet you and distract him from his thoughts. So, it was time to take the first step. He approached you.

"Are you all right?" Steve asked gently.

You looked up, surprised. Since no one knew that this was your secret place, you were stunned for a few seconds to see that Steve Rogers was the one who was in front of you.

"I'm just looking for something to read during the vacations. I'm not a lot of people's favourite person... So I don't usually have plans for Christmas," you answered sheepishly, not even understanding why he was talking to you.

"I don't have many plans for Christmas either, so how about spending Christmas Eve together? We can share stories and make the night a little more special."

You were dumbfounded; you had never expected such a proposal, but you could tell it was different. Probably what Steve needed was a friend or someone to talk to. Many times, you had heard what others said about him, but deep down you thought he was lonely, so you accepted.

Christmas Eve came, and the two of you met in a cozy little cafe. You spent hours chatting, sharing laughs, and telling each other stories about your lives. As the evening progressed, you and Steve discovered that you had a lot in common and enjoyed each other's company.

At midnight, you two decided to take a walk through the city illuminated by Christmas lights. You stopped in front of a brightly decorated Christmas tree and held hands.

"You know, I really like Christmas, but I never usually say it. I decorated my house with a huge tree and lots of bows. I have the best Christmas village in the whole city." You boasted proudly.

"Next year we could decorate together," Steve proposed.

"Is that a promise?"

"It's a promise."