One Shots Book

Cozy • Steve Rogers

girlfriend! Reader x boyfriend! Steve

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Unlocking your apartment door, you just want to undress and jump into your bed. Scroll a little bit on Instagram or Tik Tok, and call it a day.

Work was so much more exhausting than usual, after hump day it seems your energy levels just drain.

Walking in, you sigh, but welcome your apartment's scent which was a mix of cinnamon and vanilla thanks to the air fresheners you have in some of the outlets.

Tossing your keys into the crystal bowl you have on the hallway table, you take a look at your tired face in the mirror that hangs above it.

It's definitely a take out night, after you take a nap, because it was still a bit earlier in the afternoon. But some clouds were rolling in and it made for the perfect time for a nice nap on the couch.

A blonde head catches your eyes way behind you, as you stared at your reflection, tilting your head you wait a second before whipping your body around, marching to your kitchen.

Wondering what kind of dream you were in because it's odd to have a very tall, muscular, blonde man in your kitchen.

You live alone. Last time you checked. Oh my gosh, were you that exhausted that you walked into a different apartment? No, but the key worked!

"Hi baby!" Steve widens his eyes, "I didn't hear you come in." Turning around when he hears light steps getting louder, he knows you're home.

"Steve!" Laughing and holding your chest, Steve scoops you up in his big, safe arms. Twirling you around like the princess you are at least in his eyes.

"You forgot," seeing the look on your face, he sets you down on your own two feet gently, "babe!"

"I didn't!" You giggle still, looking around at evident aspects of your apartment that is bold to prove there's a man living there.

Steve's shoes by the door, football playing on the TV, his protein shakes he takes to the gym beside the fridge...

Maybe today was so tiring you did forget Stevie just started living with you. "You got home from work earlier!"

"I did," nodding and stealing a kiss from your cheek, Steve shrugs his shoulders sexily, "today's Thursday my love, it's my early release day."

Steve's a security guard at a bank just a couple blocks from your place, so, staying here with you is not only effective but he doesn't have to take his car out into the New York City traffic.

"You look exhausted." You completely zoned out just for a couple seconds, and Steve can see just how done you are. Grabbing the sides of your head he gives your forehead a kiss, "go and sleep, I have dinner going."

"But...I want to sleep with you," suddenly cuddling with Steve is all you want, as your apartment grows darker and darker, a rainstorm certainly on its verge of collapsing.

Looking at everything he had going for dinner tonight, one of Steve's favorite things is cooking. It makes him feel close to his mom, who he'd cook with almost everyday since he was a kid.

Steve says it's just a hobby, making recipes, and cooking dishes for holidays or friend gatherings, you said it's a secret passion of his and he should definitely apply to a culinary school.

You were more tired than hungry, but the burgers Stevie was making did smell fantastic. "I'll lay with you while the fries are baking," you perch on your toes giving him a sweet look, he can't ever say no to you.