Marvel Preferences & Imagines

~Your Make-Up~ Part 1

Steve:    

After the fight, you went to Natasha's house, but to you it was just an excuse to see Steve more. Every day Steve would come to pick up Natasha for training. He would always have this type of fake look on his face, like he was holding back something, and he was trying to look tough. All you would do was say a quick hello and leave him be. But you wished things where back to normal, where in the mornings he would say his raspy 'goodmornings' and he would hold you in his strong arms. You just wanted him back.

Why didn't you just tell him sooner that you where going to get him a present. That little act of kindness was the cause of whole thing.

"(Y/N)! Did you hear me?" Natasha yelled.

You shot your head up to look at Natasha looking at you with arched brows. In the doorway was Steve fiddeling with his hands.

"Oh um sorry...wh- what did you say, I was thinking about something."

Natasha sighed and said "Can you make Steve coffee I need to run to the lab asked Bruce something."

You looked at Natasha with a glare, you knew what she was doing.

"Umm....oh we don't have coffee...oh well..."

"Yes we do, I bought some yesderday. Okay? I gotta run! I will be back in a jiffy!" Natasha said giving you a sly smirk.

It was just you and Steve, Steve and You. Not to mention the tension could be cut with a saw. You hesitatingly got up and walked to the kitchen. You heard Steve follow and lean against the counter. As the coffee brewed, you where forced to talk because the silence was not very pleasent.

"Umm...do you want something to eat? Waffels? A toast with Nutella?" You said turning to look at him. You hadn't seen him up close in weeks and so it shocked you when you saw him. His hair was dull and light. His eyes were not even the vibrent blue anymore, they looked pale and shadowy. He had dark circles under his eyes and a slight goatee was showing up from not shaving. But it was not like you where any different. Your hair was messy and you were wearing the same clothes for the past three days. Not to mention you smell like mint ice cream and body oder.

"You know you just, like named two of my favorite breakfast meals, right?" He said smirking a bit.

"Oh...right. haha, sorry..." you say flushing with embarrassment.

"Why are you sorry?" He said.

"Oh well..I mean..well you know" you stutter, not sure of what to say.

It was quiet, but you were saved by the bell. The coffee was ready and you tried to hurry, but as you where pouring the coffee it spilled on you.

"Oh my God owwwWWW"

Steve rushed to you and let you to the sink and let the cold water run.

"Are you okay!? Oh God do you need me to get bandaids? Do you want me to call 911?"

"No Steve I'm fi-"

"Oh God (Y/N) please are you okay! God (Y/N) I love you stay with me!"

"Steve stop it was just hot coffee!"

He stepped back and looked at his shoes.

"I apologize..."