Marvel Imagines

Steve Rogers x Reader Part 1

Dedicated to Pandalion23.

For the sake of this Steve Rogers x Reader Part 1, Peggy is the same age as you. I know it's a long shot, but please just imagine it for me!!

Up next: Steve Rogers x Reader Part 2

Later: Pietro Maximoff x Reader

   Y/N'S POV

  Currently, I found myself waiting on Steve to come back home. He had something to do with Peggy Carter. Peggy and Steve had known each other years, before I even came into the picture. I could tell they were close, because Steve always talked about her.
  I knew Steve did not mean any harm, but I was starting to get the idea that he was more interested in Peggy than me. After a while, I heard the door open, and Steve walked by in his Captain America uniform. I pouted, because he normally would greet me with a kiss, or even a hug.

  Huh, maybe I would try this again. I followed Steve into the kitchen and cleared my throat.
  Steve's face brightened, and he kissed me slowly. I kissed back and wrapped my arms around his neck. Steve pulled me closer and intertwined his fingers with my own.

  I held on for a while, before he slowly pulled away and sent me a smile. I smiled back, but realized he didn't say,"I love you" to me.

  I ignored it and asked Steve,"How was work, Captain?"

  Steve shrugged and said,"Fine, Darling. I have to go."

  Wait, what?!! Where could he possibly be going at 11 o'clock at night?

  Steve changed out of his uniform, and I would say he looked like he was getting dressed up. What really got me was he was wearing the outfit he was only supposed to wear for me. He promised...

  I pulled Steve right back.

  Steve looked at me with concern but shook it off saying,"Y/N, I have to go. I have to meet Peggy for-"

  After he said Peggy, I completely lost interest in what Steve had to do with her.

  I rolled my eyes and scoffed saying,"Oh, so now you have something to do with Peggy again?!! Let me guess, you are going to woo her with your jaw-dropping features and heroic qualities! Steve, what happened to being here for me?!! MY NAME IS NOT PEGGY, BUT Y/N!! DON'T YOU DARE LEAVE THE HOUSE WITH THAT OUTFIT ON!!!"

  Tears of frustration and anger filled my eyes. Steve just gave me a blank expression and began to get angry himself.
  I had never seen this side of him before, but I was done living behind Peggy's shadow.

  Steve got in my face and yelled,"Y/N, WHY CAN YOU NOT JUST BE GRATEFUL FOR WHAT I HAVE ALREADY GIVEN YOU?? JUST BECAUSE I WANT TO SEE PEGGY, DOES NOT MEAN YOU HAVE TO BE ANGRY AT ME AND BLAME ALL OF THIS ON ME!! THIS IS YOUR FAULT, TOO!!"

  I stood there in disbelief, because Steve had never yelled at me before. How was any of this my fault, if I had been waiting on this man for hours? I was the one that had been left behind. However, I ended up being the one that had no say in this. It was somehow my fault...

  I rolled my eyes and yelled back,"WELL, MAYBE MISS PEGGY CARTER WILL CHANGE THAT, HUH!! WHY DON'T YOU GO AND BE HER BOYFRIEND!! LET'S SEE JUST HOW LOYAL AND KIND SHE IS TO YOU!! DO NOT TEST YOUR LUCK, ROGERS!! DO NOT LET LOOKS FOOL YOU!!"

  I quickly grabbed my things and made my way down the stairs. I tried to leave out the door, but Steve held me back.

  He kissed my hand and said,"Stay safe, all right? I...you will need this."

  I thought Steve was going to fight for me to stay. I just pushed his hands away and got into my car. I drove to the only place I felt comfortable at and brought my luggage to the door. I knocked on the door and patiently waited for someone to open it.

  Once the door opened, I gave him a weak smile and said,"Hey...umm, I know I should have called first, but I...I..."

  Tony shook his head and immediately pulled me inside. He grabbed my bags for me and took them up to my room. I followed Tony to my room and changed into some pajamas. Of course, Tony walked out to give me privacy when I changed into my pajamas.

  Tony walked back into the room and said,"You okay, Y/N? I thought you would have been asleep by now."

  I asked Tony,"Do you have anything to eat?"

  Tony chuckled and nodded, pointing towards the kitchen. I smiled and thanked him, before I made my way into the kitchen and grabbed me something to drink. My throat just felt really dry.
  I began to think of about what happened with Steve and I, and I just...broke. Tears poured down my face, because I missed him so much.

  I missed the feeling of being in his arms, having his comfort, and knowing I had the famous Captain America at my side.
  Now, I was sitting here drowning in my own sorrow. I began to drink more and more of it, but deep down, I knew it was wrong.

  At the moment, it felt right, so I did it anyway. I held my head and after a while, I felt really sick to my stomach.

  Tony walked in and said,"Hey, Y/N, do you-"

  Tony stopped, when he saw my facial expression. I put my hand over my mouth and darted towards the bathroom. I bent over the toilet and threw up. I felt Tony place his hand on my back and rub it gently, while his other hand held my hair from in front of my face.
  I grabbed a rag and wiped my mouth, and then I leaned on Tony's shoulder. Tony sighed and carried me back to my room. He tucked me in and went to leave, but I grabbed his arm.

  Tony said,"Yes, babe?"

  I shyly said,"Can you stay, please? Until I go to sleep, Tony."

  Tony smiled and nodded. He pulled a chair beside my bed and sat down in it. He held my hand and rubbed my knuckles, until I found myself falling into a much-needed sleep.