Captain America & The Winter Soldier Imagines

Steve: Tired

Steve x Reader
Tired
Warnings: very brief, mild mentions of blood
A/N: I just threw this together this morning last minute because I haven't updated as much as I'd like. Requests should be up soon. So sorry they're late!

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The door to the apartment slammed closed as Steve walked in. He dropped his shield in the living room and trudged to the bathroom. He looked in the mirror and saw someone close to unrecognizable staring back. Dark circles rimmed his eyes and several cuts and bruises lined his face. He knew there would be more of those all over him. He stripped off his dirty uniform and stepped into the relaxing, warm shower to wash away the past few days.

Steve pulled on sweatpants and a t shirt and trudged to the couch to lay down. Five days. Fury had sent him and Bucky on a five day mission in Russia to raid two Hydra bases. He hadn't actually slept since he left, and it was really taking it's toll on him.

He had just fallen asleep when the door opened and you walked in. He shot up and looked around, slightly dazed.

"You're back." You said excitedly, tackling your husband in a hug.

"Yeah, sweetheart." He said tiredly, wrapping his arms around you.

You let go of him reluctantly after a while and got up.

"You look awful, honey. Was everything okay?" You asked concernedly, running a hand over his blackened face.

"It was fine. Just a little bruised is all." Steve said, wincing as your hand touched him.

"I've got to get ready. You probably should, too." You said, ruffling his hair.

"Ready for what?" He asked, confused.

"Tony and Pepper's engagement party, remember? Tony said he would make sure you came back on time for it." You said.

Steve cursed and closed his eyes.

"I forgot about that." He said, sighing.

"What's wrong?" You ask, concerned.

"Nothing. Let's get ready." Steve said, pulling himself off the couch.

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The elevator ride had felt longer than usual as you rode it to the top floor. Steve leaned against the rail, his arms around you and his head on your head. You watched him nod off and jolt his head back up.

"You okay?" You ask.

" 'm fine." Steve replied unconvincingly after a long pause.

You looked him over and noticed the bags under his eyes and his slumped shoulders. Maybe this wouldn't last too long.

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The party was small, much to Tony's disliking. Pepper insisted they only invite the team and a few close friends. You were okay with that because large crowds weren't necessarily in your comfort zone.

You led Steve to the couches where everyone was already gathered. Bucky was next to Steve, and he appeared to be sleeping. Steve nudged him in the side. Hard.

"WhatImiss?" Bucky asked, his speech slurred and quick as his eyes flew open.

"If I don't get to sleep, you don't." Steve said, rubbing his eyes.

"Then Stark had better hurry the hell up." Bucky said, leaning back.

Steve was about to agree when Tony and Pepper came in. Everyone's attention turned to them as they sat in front of the team.

"Much to my dismay, we couldn't have one of my amazing parties. Instead I will settle for my honorary family. But don't worry, it'll still be a helluva party." Tony said, cutting his eyes to Pepper.

"Thank you all for coming." Pepper said, smacking Tony's arm.

Everyone broke into conversations with each other and eventually music started playing. You all scattered onto the dance floor. It soon became a competition to see which of the team had the best moves.

You danced for what seemed like forever to the upbeat, modern music when a slow song started up. Steve pulled you to him, holding onto you. You rested your head on his chest and tried not to step on his toes.

"I love you so much." You heard him whisper.

"I love you too." You replied, smiling.

The song lasted an eternity before it finally stopped. It was past midnight and the party was finally over. Steve pulled you towards the elevator, walking not nearly as gracefully as he usually did.

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Steve fell into bed, not bothering to change out of his blue button down and jeans. He pulled you onto him.

"Steve let me go." You said, trying to get out of his grip.

"Nope, never." He replied sleepily.

You managed to wriggle yourself out of his arms and pulled on your pajamas. You climbed back in bed and moved closer to Steve. He threw an arm over you and pulled you close again. After a moment, you looked up at him to find he was already asleep. You were about to doze off yourself when an alarm began to blare.

You jumped up but Steve was still out. You shook him awake, wondering what's caused him to be so sleepy. Both of you stepped into the hallway, looking for anyone. Natasha and Bucky were out, searching for the source of the disruption. Bucky looked as tired as Steve did.

"Jarvis, what's happening?" You asked wearily.

"There has been an accident in the lab, ma'am. There is no imminent danger." Jarvis replied kindly.

Bucky stumbled back to his room, grumbling about the disturbance. Nat soon followed suit and Steve dragged you back to bed.

"What's got you so eager to sleep?" You asked, curling into him.

"Five days. Russia. No sleep." Steve said, his sentences broken.

"Five days?" You asked incredulously.

Steve nodded.

"Jesus, you need to rest." You said.

But Steve didn't answer, he was already gone.

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Steve overslept the next morning. He missed his morning run and workout. Bucky was also nowhere to be found. They both finally staggered into the common room when the rest of the team was gathered eating supper.

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