(Requested by: @BoandHutchFan )
Scene: I'm not really doing "scenes" anymore because they give away the plot. \ (• ~ •) /
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"Fly me to the moon,
Let me play among the stars.
Let me see what spring is like
On Jupiter and Mars.
" In other words,
Hold my hand.
In other words,
Baby, kiss me..."
Steve swung you around the living room, singing along with the music. He listened to the old records all the time, which reminded him of the days before the war and the ice.
"Fill my heart with song and
Let me sing forever more.
You are all I long for,
All I worship,"
(He kissed your lips quickly in the pause between the lyrics.)
"And adore."
You laughed at his cheesiness. He simply stared into your eyes, smiling like the twitter-pated fool he was while singing.
"In other words,
Please be true!
In other words,
I love-"
Your phone rang in your back pocket. Both of you stopped, Steve breathless. "- You," he finished. You grinned sheepishly. "Sorry, darling, but I've gotta take this."
He loved it when you called him that. Hence, when you tried to step away to take the call, his arms snaked around your waist and held you firmly against him.
Your back was facing his chest and he swayed the two of you as you answered the call. "Hello?"
"(Y/N), I'm very sorry for intruding-" You laughed at Director Coulson's politeness. "It's fine." He sighed before he spoke again. "We need to call you in for a covert mission. It's too low-key for any of the... extravagant agents. But still, it is very dangerous."
You hesitantly slipped out of Steve's embrace and held up your index finger, signifying that you needed a minute. He nodded, almost looking forlorn.
"How dangerous are we talking?" You asked. "Well, from slipping on a banana peel to the Battle of New York, I'd say it's pretty high up there." You nodded solemnly. "And how covert?" Coulson sighed again. "It's only between the two of us, and a couple other high-level agents solely for technological help and backup."
You looked back at Steve, who was content with switching another record on to the player. You frowned before you sighed.
"When do I start?"
•••••
As can be assumed, the mission went fairly well. It was a simple retrieval with only three casualties. What really went wrong was the drive back from the quinjet hangar to your and Steve's home.
You were exhausted and ready to head home so you could just snuggle under some blankets with Steve and sleep. Well, you did fall asleep. In the car. Before you knew it, you heard loud screeches and honks, alerting you that you had drifted off to the wrong side of the road.
Then,
CRASH.
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Steve ran into the hospital, his head whipping around in panic. Coulson stood up immediately to speak, but Steve turned on him. "Where is she?" He growled. Coulson sighed. "She's in ICU. I'm very sor-" "Why'd you let her go? You have countless other agents at your beck and call and you chose her."
"Steve, she was driving home from the hangar. Her driving wasn't under my authority. I'm sorry." "Somebody else could have gone, and this might not have happened. But, not her. Anybody else but her."
Steve was breathing hard, trying to keep from throwing a desk a crying a downpour. He sat down and put his head in his hands. Meanwhile, Coulson looked like a kicked puppy.
A doctor came up, and waved for the two of them. "She's currently in surgery. Her abdomen has been severely injured and the probability she will survive is quite low. We'll let you know anything else when it happens."
Steve was now shaking in rage and sorrow. "No." He dug the heels of his hands into his eyes. "No. This isn't happening." Coulson frowned. "Rogers-" "No."
With that, he stormed out of the room.
•••••
Beep... Beep... Beep... Beep... Beep...
You slowly opened your eyes to be met with a white ceiling. "W-where am I?" You croaked. A nurse smiled. "It's good to see you again, (Y/N). You were in a very bad car accident and you had a lot of damage to your abdomen. You went through surgery and you should be back on your feet in a couple of weeks."
Suddenly, there were quick, heavy footsteps and a familiarly bright face ran into the room. "Is she awa- (Y/N)." His face immediately set into a smile before he took two long strides and kissed you. And to say the least, it was long. Eventually, your stomach started stinging and you pulled away.
Steve chuckled. "Sorry, I forgot." Then, there was a muffled cough. You guys had completely forgotten that the nurse was still there. "I'll- uh- go get you some more pain medication," she spoke as she scurried out of the room.
You both laughed as he turned back to you. "I was so worried." You smiled tiredly. "I'm so sorry. I was exhausted and I drifted off-" "No no no, don't apologize. It's okay, Doll. You just need your rest. I'll be here. It's okay. You're safe now."
You nodded as you let your eyes drift shut. Steve settled into the chair by the bed. He grasped your hand in his and smiled. "You're safe now."
And then, he began singing.
"Fly me to the moon,
Let me play among the stars..."
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A/N: Hello, Darlings! I hope you liked this one! I was wondering if I should start putting actual titles on the imagines, to add a bit of flare. Vote and comment what you think, and I'll see you next time!
So long, my beauts!
~Sports_books_1816
