The Demigod From Asgard - A Steve Rogers x Reader Story

Chapter 89: The Aftermath

Warnings: HEAVY ANGST! Emotional Reunions! Language! Dark Thoughts! Grief!

The hours after the battle were a blur, everyone rushing around, tending to the wounded and clearing debris. There were portals open everywhere allowing people to quickly run between New Asgard, the New York Sanctum and Wakanda.

You and Steve were sat side by side on a camping cot in the New York Sanctum, not saying a word as everyone rushed around. You hadn't said a word since the battle, just held onto his hand. You had cleaned the dust and grime from your bodies, spare clothes had been found and any injuries had been stitched up and bandaged.

"The doctors in Wakanda are overwhelmed with the injured but there are healers in New Asgard on standby, send who we can over there," Sam said to a young sorcerer as he walked past.

You watched him go, your mind going to all those times on the run together, the safe houses you used to live in with the far too-thin walls. A lump formed in your throat as you looked over at Steve who was also watching Sam.

"Nat's gone isn't she?" you whisper looking down a the floor.

"yeah" Steve confirmed his voice thick with emotion "she-she sacrificed herself to get the soul stone"

You try to hold back your tears but fail shaking your head as your head drops. Steve let go of your hand to wrap his arm around your shoulders pulling you into his side. You held onto him as you cried into his shoulder, kisses pressed to the top of your head.

"I'm so sorry- i- i- wish I could change it, bring her back for you and for JJ, she was a rock for him and me the past few years," Steve says shaking his head, as you lifted yours enough to wipe away your tears.

"how-how is he? JJ?" you ask.

A smile breaks out on Steve's face, shaking his head gently "he's amazing, you'll be so proud of him, he's my mini me but I see so much of you in him, your kindness, intelligence, empathy" he smiles looking back over at you.

"Really?" you breathe out, tears welling up in your eyes.

"really" Steve nods, a warm smile on his face before he chuckles gently "I'd show you the photos I have on my phone but it's currently buried under rubble"

You give him a weak smile before letting out a long sigh and resting your head on his shoulder. Steve presses a gentle kiss to your forehead "you alright?" he murmured against your skin.

"yeah... just tired" you mutter, unsure whether you could class it as the truth or not. You were tired, exhausted after fighting two battles back to back, but after everything you'd witnessed and learnt you weren't sure what you were feeling if anything at all.

"do you want to go home? Or do you want to stay the night here?" Steve asks his hand running up and down your back "it's your choice, I'll just have to let Roberta know" he adds making you look up at him in confusion "Roberta is my, well our neighbour, she's looking after JJ, she's been great too helping me out when Nat couldn't" he explains.

"oh" you hum nodding your head, you felt a sudden wave of jealousy that you didn't expect. It had been 5 years since you disappeared... died... so it would have only been natural for Steve to move on eventually.

As if reading your thoughts Steve hooked his fingers under your chin and got you to look at him "I haven't been with anyone, Roberta is just a friend, the idea of being with anyone but you just felt wrong" he tells you, his voice cracking.

You bite your lip to stop it from trembling as you leant forward to rest your forehead against his "I wouldn't have held it against you... I'd want you to be happy..."