Marvel Oneshots

Visit (Steve Rogers)

The bustling atmosphere of the Stark Tower was alive with energy as Y/N made her way through the lobby, a bright smile on her face. Today was the day she had decided to surprise Steve at work, bringing him his favorite lunch from the small café he loved. She could already picture his reaction, the way his face would light up when he saw her.

Y/N clutched the brown paper bag tightly, feeling a flutter of excitement in her stomach. She had also tucked a handwritten note inside—something personal, just for him. They had been so busy lately, both caught up in their respective duties, and she wanted to take a moment to reconnect, to remind him how much he meant to her.

As she reached the elevators, she glanced around the lobby, admiring the sleek, modern decor. The walls were adorned with various accolades and photos of the Avengers, and she couldn't help but feel a swell of pride for Steve and all that he had accomplished. The elevator dinged, and she stepped inside, tapping the button for the floor where Steve's office was located.

When the doors opened, she stepped into a quieter hallway, the sounds of the bustling office softening. She took a moment to gather herself, smoothing her hair and checking her outfit—casual yet cute, just how she liked to look when she was with him.

As she approached Steve's office, she could hear the muffled sounds of conversation and the clatter of keyboards. She knocked lightly on the door, and it swung open to reveal her boyfriend, his blue eyes brightening at the sight of her.

"Y/N!" he exclaimed, his voice filled with surprise and delight. "What are you doing here?"

"I came to bring you lunch," she said, holding up the bag with a triumphant smile. "Thought you could use a little break."

Steve's expression softened, a warm smile spreading across his face. "You didn't have to do that, but I'm so glad you did." He stepped aside, gesturing for her to come in. "Come on in."

Y/N stepped into the office, her heart fluttering at the sight of him in his casual attire—a fitted shirt that accentuated his broad shoulders and jeans that hugged him just right. The office was a mix of modern and nostalgic, with memorabilia from his past interspersed with the sleek technology of the present.

She placed the bag on his desk and pulled out the handwritten note, sliding it across the surface. "And I wrote you something," she said, her cheeks flushing slightly.

Steve picked up the note, his eyes scanning the words. A smile danced on his lips as he read. "You always know how to brighten my day, don't you?" he said, looking up at her with genuine affection. "Thank you."

Y/N leaned against the desk, her heart swelling at his praise. "I thought you could use a little pick-me-up. I know things have been hectic lately."

"They have been," he admitted, running a hand through his hair. "But seeing you makes it all worth it." He set the note down and reached for the bag, pulling out a container filled with his favorite sandwich. "This is exactly what I needed. You're a lifesaver."

They spent the next few moments sharing the food, laughing and reminiscing about their recent adventures. The simple pleasure of being together felt like a breath of fresh air amidst the chaos of their lives.

"Remember that time we got caught in the rain during a mission?" Y/N asked, her eyes sparkling with mirth. "You insisted on being the 'noble hero' and carried me the whole way back."

"How could I forget?" Steve chuckled, leaning back in his chair. "You were drenched, but you were laughing the whole time. It was one of the best moments."

"I was just glad you didn't drop me," she teased, her laughter ringing through the office.

Their laughter faded into a comfortable silence, the warmth of the moment enveloping them. Y/N couldn't help but admire him, the way his eyes lit up when he talked about their experiences together. He had such a gentle strength, a quality that made her feel safe and cherished.

"I really needed this," he said softly, breaking the silence. "It's easy to lose track of time and forget what really matters."

She nodded, her heart full. "Life can get overwhelming, but we'll always have each other, right?"

"Absolutely," he replied, his gaze steady and sincere. "No matter how busy we get, I'll always make time for you. You're the best part of my day."

Feeling a surge of affection, Y/N leaned in and kissed him softly. The world outside faded away as they melted into each other, the kiss filled with warmth and love.

Suddenly, the intercom buzzed, breaking the moment. "Captain Rogers, we need you in the conference room for a briefing," a voice crackled through the speaker.

Steve groaned, pulling away reluctantly. "Of course. Duty calls," he said, a hint of frustration in his voice.

Y/N smiled, knowing how much he cared about his responsibilities. "I won't keep you from saving the world, but I'm glad I could brighten your day a little."

"Thank you for coming, Y/N," he said, standing up and pulling her into a tight embrace. "You have no idea how much this means to me."

"Anytime," she replied, squeezing him tightly before stepping back. "Now go be the hero you are. I'll see you tonight for dinner, right?"

"Definitely. I'll make it special," he promised, his expression softening.

With a final kiss, Y/N reluctantly left the office, her heart light as she made her way back to the elevator. She couldn't wait for their dinner date later, eager to celebrate the little moments that made their relationship so special.

As the hours passed, Y/N busied herself with preparations for the evening. She set the table, lit candles, and created a cozy atmosphere that would make the dinner feel like an occasion. Her heart raced with excitement, thinking about how much she cherished these times with Steve.

When the sun began to set, casting a golden glow across the city, she heard the familiar sound of his key in the door. Her heart skipped a beat as the door opened, revealing Steve in a fitted sweater, looking effortlessly handsome.

"Wow," he said, taking in the scene before him. "You've really gone all out."

"Just wanted to make it special," Y/N replied, her cheeks flushing slightly. "After all, it's not every day we get to spend time together without distractions."

Steve stepped forward, wrapping her in his arms once more. "You're incredible. I don't deserve this."

"Of course you do," she insisted, pulling back to meet his gaze. "You work so hard, and I just wanted to remind you how much you mean to me."

They shared a tender moment before sitting down to dinner. The conversation flowed easily, laughter punctuating their meal as they shared stories and reminisced about their time together. Each moment felt like a treasure, a beautiful reminder of their connection.

As they finished their meal, Y/N suggested they move to the couch. "How about some dessert and a movie?" she proposed, her heart racing at the thought of cuddling on the couch with him.

"Sounds perfect," Steve replied, a smile lighting up his face.

They settled into the couch, Y/N snuggled against him as they shared dessert—a chocolate cake she had baked earlier. The sweet taste melted in her mouth, but the real sweetness came from the way Steve held her close, his arm wrapped protectively around her.

As the movie played on, she found herself lost in his warmth, her heart swelling with love. In the soft glow of the screen, she could see the kindness in his eyes, the affection that filled every glance.

"I don't think I've ever been happier," she confessed softly, glancing up at him.

Steve turned to her, his expression serious yet filled with warmth. "Me neither. You make my life complete, Y/N. I don't know what I'd do without you."

Feeling a rush of emotion, she leaned in to capture his lips in a soft, lingering kiss. It was a promise, a vow that echoed in the space between them—a testament to the love they shared.

As the credits rolled, Y/N smiled against his shoulder, feeling content and loved. "I think we should make this a regular thing—surprises, dinner dates, and just... being together."

"I'd love that," Steve replied, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "You're my favorite part of every day, Y/N."

With hearts intertwined and the warmth of love enveloping them, they settled deeper into the couch, ready to face whatever challenges awaited them—together.