Avengers Imagines

You think that he/she is dead - chapter 38

Steve

"Captain America has been shot and killed in a terrible-"

You rushed out of the room before nick fury could finish the news he was speaking. Your heart ached like someone has ripped half of it straight from your chest but what hurt more was the thought of living without your super soldier.

And that's what pushed you to go to the roof. Somewhere you could be alone but at the same time end your life before the mental struggle was too much.

You make your way to the roof via the elevator, because the stairs would delay you to much. You reached the top and walked to the edge of the building, looking out across the city you had called home. Your eyes searched for something and you couldn't put your finger on, and then you found it. You were searching for Steve.

Your eyes clouded over with tears that slipped over your eyelids as you took a step onto the edge of the tall building that was the avengers facility.

You took a deep breath and leant forward but a strong pair of arms pulled you back into their chest and you tumbled into them.

"What the hell were you thinking?!" Steve cried and you continued to sob, this idiot though he could-

"Wait, Steve?" You choked through a sob and pulled back to see your boyfriend Steve Rogers with tears streaming down his face looking at you with fear and concern.

"You were dead!"

"It's called faking my death, now we can start our life together."

You sniffled and looked up at him with hope etched across your featured and gave a small smile.

"Really?"

Thor

"He has been killed lady l/n." Loki spoke and patted your shoulder in what probably was a consoling way, "in a battle with the frost Giants."

You nodded numbly at your fiancé's adopted brother and watched as his green figured walked away from your trembling form. You walked back to your room that you shared with the love of your life, you walked through the halls and saw everyone giving you strange looks. And then you realised you had tears running down your face.

You pushed open the large doors of your bedroom and rushed over to the bed only to stop at the sight of Thor staring at you from across the room, confusion etched across his features like paint on a beautifully sculpted canvas.

"What-"

"Why are you crying?" He gasped out and rushed to your side, only to fuss over the tears running down your face. You battered away his hands and looked up at him with confusion and awe.

"Loki said you were dead!" You cried and hugged him so your face smushed into his chest.

"I'm going to kill him."

Tony

"Breaking news, Tony Stark presumed dead."

A choked sob escaped your mouth as you watched the large television with eyes also bulging out of your head. You couldn't breathe and right now it was the least of your worries.

"The billionaire and avenger was..."

You broke away from the TV with tears dripping down your face filled with sorrow and depression.

"Miss L/n-"

"Please Jarvis, not right now." You gasped out and the intelligence system made a disapproving noise but agreed to your wishes.