[the avengers ➼ imagines]

steve rogers ≫ dark alley's

"So you're sure you don't want a lift home?" Tony asked, sliding into the black limousine with the rest of the Avengers.

"I'm sure, Tony. I only live a few blocks from here. I'll be alright." You assured, wrapping your coat tighter around your party dress clad body. The long coat fell to just around your knee, leaving you nice and warm.

"Okay, well make sure to phone us when you're home." With that, the door to the limousine closed as the car zoomed off down the street. You gave a quick wave to the disappearing car before heading off down the street to your small apartment.

The farther into your walk you got, the more the cold seemed to bother you. The tried to wrap your coat tighter around you but it made no difference. You still had 4 more blocks to walk but if you cut through the alleyway at the end of the street, it would cut the time almost I'm half.

You know it was probably not the best decision, knowing how much trouble people can find themselves in when walking down alleyways late at night but you had never ever heard of anything bad happen in this area so that made you feel a little better.

You headed down the dark pathway, the night engulfing you completely. Your only source of light was the street light towards the end of the alley but other than that it was pitch black.

The end of the alley way seemed as if it was getting farther and farther away with every step.

A loud clang sounded from a shadowy area, you quickly turned around to see a garbage can rolling across the ground. You wouldn't normally have been scared but all you could think was how had that fallen over?

You speeded up your pace, praying that alleyway would just end already.

A strong hand clamped on to your shoulder causing you to scream extremely loud. You turned around and whacked the unknown person in the face with your bag repeatedly.

"Woah, (Y/N), calm down! Calm down, it's me." Steve?

You dropped your bag from your hand, shocked to see your boyfriend of 3 months holding his nose.

"Oh my god, Steve." you rushed over to him, "I thought you were a murderer or a rapist or something."

"No it's just me." He awkwardly chuckled. You handed him a tissue to try and subside the bleeding. "I'm sorry I scared you."

"Don't be, I'm a lot happier that it was you and not some creep. Also you don't need to apologise, I'm the one who gave you a nose bleed." You smirked to try distract him from the pain although you were sure he'd endured a lot worse.

"Let's get you back to my place and get some ice on that nose of yours." You said, pulling both you and Steve up off the ground. You walked the way home, feeling a lot safer now that you had your superhero boyfriend to protect you.

As soon as you arrived home you headed for the kitchen where you kept your first aid kit. You made Steve sit up on the counter top so it would be a little easier for you to clean the blood from his nose.

"You know, I can do all this by myself." You looked up at your boyfriend, his eyes trained on the wall behind you.

"I know but I feel bad for causing it to happen so I'm doing it." You replied, wiping the last of the blood from his face.

"What would I do without you (Y/N)?" He asked rhetorically.

"I don't know, I'm sure you'd be doing fine." You answered, wrapping your arms around his waist.

"Lies, I'd probably still be trying to figure out how to live in the 21st century. I love you."

"I love you too, Stevie."

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So I had planned this imagine out and it was going to be way over 1000 words and then I completely lost all my inspiration, I'll try write another one tomorrow night, I'm so sorry.