Imagining Steve

All is fair in Love and Civil War

If you can't tell by the title this is Steve AND Tony X Reader.
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Warning: ANGSTTTTTT
SOOOOOO MUCH OF ITTTTTT
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"I'm sorry if this upsets you, but I'm going to marry her." I heard Steve's voice and automatically froze. My hand slowly moved away from the door knob that led into the kitchen. I glanced down at the ring that had just been put on my finger yesterday, my heart filling with excitement at the sight. But what on earth was going on in there? Who was Steve talking to?

"You're what?" Demanded another voice that I knew all too well. I held back a groan as I realized what was happening.

"I've already proposed, Tony."

"Well, shit."

I was more than a little bit afraid of what I might hear next, so I backed away from the door. I didn't want to know.

[...]

"Did you enjoy yourself last night?" Tony asked, and I pivoted around to see him standing in the doorway.

"Tony! Don't be crass." I shot him a disapproving look as I turned to continue packing my bag for the upcoming mission.

"I didn't say anything crass, I just wanted to know if you enjoyed your night with Rogers. It certainly sounded like it."

"Tony!" I swiveled around again, glaring at him.

"Alright alright, but seriously, you're marrying Rogers?" He shoved his hands in his pockets, giving me his best dubious look.

"Yeah... I guess I am," I quickly became distracted and suddenly caught up again in the realization that I was actually marrying Steve. I'd been having this realization over and over for the past few days, but it just kept hitting me. I was marrying Steve Rogers.

"Can't you do better?"

"Who in hell could be better that Steve, he's literally everything I ever wanted, Tony."

'Everything that you weren't' I added in my head.

"So you're just dying to be Mrs. Goody Two-Shoes?" He tried to act nonchalant, entering the room and leaning against the lockers near me.

"Wait a minute... Are you jealous?" I demanded, feeling my eyes widen. No no no no, this couldn't be happening. I'd broken up with Tony years ago, before I'd even met Steve. Was that relationship really coming back to haunt me now? Now of all possible times?

"I've tried, but I can't stay away from you anymore." He walked closer to me, standing only a few inches away with a pleading gaze. I looked anywhere but at him, sucking in a sharp breath. I could not believe that this was happening right now.

"Stop running from this. I know I'm not the only one feeling this." Tony insisted, stepping even closer, his hand reaching up to pull my chin up, forcing me to look at him.

"I will knock you on your ass if you even think about it." I knew that my tone was scathing, but I didn't care. I was beyond furious, he'd had his chance with me years ago, I was happy. I wanted to marry Steve, and I certainly didn't want whatever was going on right now.