Avengers Imagines

Can I Kiss You?- Steve Rogers

(Gender Neutral Reader)

No matter what happened, you couldn't fall asleep. No no, don't get me wrong, you had no trouble getting to sleep. You just didn't want to. You knew sleep would only bring nightmares and traumatic memories from that day. That day that happened to be today, four years ago. It's funny how things that happened ages ago can still haunt us. You were experiencing this first hand, and you wished you weren't.

When your eyelids started to droop without your consent, you decided to get some fresh air. Maybe the cold atmosphere of a balcony would prove more effective than your own efforts to stay awake.

You tiptoed out of your room in Stark Tower, making sure you kept your eyes peeled for anyone else experiencing their own version of insomnia. The empty and dark halls were comforting, but not as much as you needed them to be. Still walking on your toes, you passed through the living room and towards the wall of glass illuminated by the city lights.

Pushing open the doors, you were greeted by a breeze wafting through your hair and drawing out goosebumps from your skin. You let the door close behind you and heard the slight hum of cars below you. You would think the noise of "the city that never sleeps" would be enough to keep anyone awake. Well, maybe except Barton.

God, how you wanted to sleep. In the week leading up to the anniversary of your dad's death, you had basically no sleep schedule, although tonight it was catching up to you. Leaning against the railing, the metal was cold against your bare forearms. Even among the noise and lights of New York City in front of you, you still thought about him. What you wouldn't give to just talk to him again. Hug him even.

You decided on the next best thing. You got his voice into your head, and thought of his favorite song. The one he would always sing to you whether you were upset, couldn't sleep, or were just not in a happy place. Then you just let the lyrics flow out.

"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine... you make me ha-" you got choked up for a second, the words catching in your throat and tears starting to fill your eyes. You swallowed, taking a breath, and closing your eyes. "You make me happy, when skies are gray. You'll never know dear, how much I love you. Please don't take, my sunshine away." Surprisingly, it made you feel better. Singing that always had the opportunity of making you feel worse, but luckily tonight was no such time.

"I didn't know you could sing." A voice behind you almost gave you a heart attack. You spun around and saw Steve leaning against the glass.

"I can't..." you said uneasily, brushing away a stray tear that fell.

"Not based on what I just heard," he added, walking towards you. "Why have you never sang for us before?"

"I don't sing in front of anyone I just..." no one here knew about your dad, and you weren't sure you wanted them too. "Needed to take my mind off something, I guess. It's nothing..."

Even without making eye contact, Steve was able to see right through you. "It doesn't seem like nothing." Suddenly, you felt his hand on your cheek, rubbing away another tear, which in turn angled your face towards his. "Do you want to talk about it?" he added, bringing down his lingering hand.

Knowing his past, you didn't see much harm in it. It was starting to tear you up, keeping it inside. "Four years ago I lost my dad. Drunk driver t-boned his car and... that was that. He used to sing that to me, that's why I..." that familiar feeling of tearing constricting your lungs returned, but he didn't need to hear anything else.

He pulled you into his unbelievably muscular chest, and held you tight. Your eyes apparently took that as a sign to let a stream of tears to fall, soaking his sweatshirt. He ran his hand over your hair, doing his best to comfort you. He knew what it was like to lose a parent, and knew how much you were hurting. "I would say it's gonna be okay, but I doubt you would believe me... it will though. And until then, you don't have to go through this alone." You knew he was right, but had no ability to reply since you were blubbering into his chest.

When you thought it'd be best to gather your strength and stop letting your guard down, you pushed away from him and wiped your tears. Steve lovingly held your cheek again, and looked at you with a reassuring smile. You did your best to smile back, but couldn't.

"Sorry Steve, I appreciate it but I... It just, didn't make me feel better. But don't feel bad, or anything cause I don't think anything will..."

"Well, maybe I can try something else," he basically whispered, and started leaning closer to you. You knew where this was going, but you actually weren't opposed to it. Your lips were almost touching when he said something. "Can I kiss you?" Being the gentleman he is, it didn't surprise you, but it actually brought a small smile to your face.

Instead of saying anything, you stood on your toes and brought your lips to his. He smiled into the kiss, carefully wrapping his arms around your waist, and for a second, you forgot the pain weighing down your chest.

You were surprised when you woke up in Steve's arms, but more surprised that you had woken up from a dreamless sleep. No nightmares, no memories. Nothing. Both were pleasant surprises.

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