Warnings: Heavy Angst! Grief! Language!
You were standing on the back porch, a steaming cup of coffee in hand as you watched Scout run around the backyard. The sun was only just rising, steam swirling up from the dewy grass.
You gave a small smile as Scout ran up the porch steps and sat down in front of you, his tail wagging as he smiled up at you. You scratched him behind the ear, breathing out a long sigh as you felt yourself being grounded. You hadn't even realised your mind had gotten away from you until Scout walked over.
"Thanks pal" you mutter as he nuzzled his snout into your leg.
The sound of the backdoor opening had you glancing over your shoulder. Steve smiled at you gently as he walked over, his own cup of coffee in hand, a blanket in the other.
"Hey I thought you might be getting chilly," Steve says as he set his coffee carefully down on the railing as he wraps the blanket over your shoulders.
"I'm fine but thank you" you smile grateful, pulling the blanket around you more.
"You were up early today" Steve comments as he picks his coffee back up and takes a sip.
You just hummed, you hadn't told him you'd been waking up early every morning for the past week. Laying in bed just waiting for him to wake up, lying when you told him you'd just woken.
"I um have a little gift for you," Steve says setting his coffee back down making you look up at him with an arched brow.
He reaches into his sweatpants pocket, pulling out a small red notebook that you instantly recognised "I know I gave mine to Bucky already, but when I was moving here" Steve starts glancing back at the house "I found yours and something I told my therapist about was how sad I felt when some movie or album came out that I knew you'd love, so she told me to write it down as if I was writing to you" he explains looking down at the small notebook "I never thought you'd be able to read it, but maybe it'll help you catch up" he says passing it over to you.
Your jaw drops as you put down your coffee in favour of taking the small notebook, flipping through it to find the contents had practically doubled in your absence. You saw albums by your favourite artists, new Disney movies. What made your breath catch was reading all the notes Steve had added. His thoughts and comments about the movies, what he liked, if he thought old movies were better.
You let out a watery chuckle, wiping away the stray tear that fell as you hold the notebook close to your heart "thank you Stevie" you smile stepping closer, reaching up to kiss him.
Steve smiles into the kiss, wrapping his arm around you to keep you close. As you pull away you rest your head against his chest. The both of you looking out at the backyard where Scout was back to running around.
"You ready for today?" Steve asked after a few moments.
You let out a long sigh, today those that remained from the original Avengers were meeting to discuss what happened next. The plans for Nat and Tony's funeral. You and Steve had also decided that you'd tell JJ about Uncle Tony today. A week had passed since the final battle and you both felt things had settled enough now.
"No... but I'm not sure I'll ever be" you admit "it's still not sunk in that they're gone"
Steve nods his hand running up and down your back soothingly "no me neither, I guess we've been in a bit of a bubble the past few days" he sighs.
You hum in agreement "it'll be nice to see everyone else though, especially Thor" you say looking up at Steve "what happened between you two by the way?"
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