Avengers Imagines

Steve x Reader: The Love Part Wasn't a Lie

A/N: Okay so I am going to try to post more than just Steve and Bucky things. I just get more inspiration for them since they're my favorites. Anyway I hope you enjoy this chapter. 

Warning: This has some feels.

I was walking back to the tower after my morning run. I've given up trying to run with Steve. He annoys me so much with the "on your left" shit. While I'm walking I start to think. I think back to when me and Steve first met. It was after the attack on New York. I had just become an Avenger and Steve was the only one that was welcoming. 

I don't know why, though. When I think about it, everyone was right about me. I wasn't good. It was a good thing I only needed Steve to trust me and not everyone else. You see, I work for Hydra... kind of. I was sent to gain their trust and kill Captain America when the time was right. The easiest way to explain this would be to compare it to the second Lion King movie.

I was Kovu and Steve was Simba... sort of. Okay forget the reference. I was sent to kill Steve, Steve asked me to be his girlfriend, I thought it was the perfect opportunity, I ended up falling in love with him. I have been telling Hydra that I'll do it soon. I can't though. This was supposed to be easy. They keep saying that if I don't get it done, they will send the Winter Soldier to do it. I've been doing everything I can to keep that from happening. 

At this point I don't know what to do. Hydra isn't threatening to kill me if I don't do it, they're threatening to kill my sister. When they found out about my ability to control the elements, they came and killed our parents and took us. I've thought about killing them but they told me that if I step out of line, they'll kill her and make me watch. I don't ever want to risk that. She's all I have left.

I reach the tower and stop thinking about it all for a moment. I go in and try to find Steve. I've thought about telling him all of this, but where would I even start? "Hey Steve I was sent to kill you but turns out I'm in love with you."? That doesn't sound like a conversation I want to have. I walk into the living room and find him on the couch, drawing something. He looks up when he hears me walk in. "Hey darlin'. How was your run?" He asks, smiling at me. How I could ever kill him. He's like, the sweetest guy in the world. 

"It was fine." I say siting down next to him. "Is something wrong? You look like something's troubling you." he says putting down his sketch book. "I'm just thinking." I tell him. It isn't a lie, it's just not being specific. "Thinking about what?" he pushes. I look into his eyes and see that he's just worried. Nobody has every really looked at me like that. Not even my parents. My parents were never home. They didn't really love me and my sister. I practically raised her while they were at parties and what not.

"Y/N, you can tell me anything. I want to know what's wrong so I can try to help you." He says, breaking me out of my thoughts. "I can't do it." I whisper, looking down. I can't help the few tears that fall. I wipe them away quickly. I'm not one to show much emotion. "Y/N. It's okay." he says while pulling me closer to him. "What can't you do?" I try to stay strong and say it's nothing, but it's too late for that. "I can't kill you." I say, barely audible. "What?" He says in shock, like he's heard me wrong. But I know he heard it correctly. He pulls back a little bit. 

"I'm sorry." I say and start to walk away, but he stands and grabs my wrist, making me turn around. "What are you talking about?" He asks. I can see him starting to break too. "I was sent by Hydra to kill you." I breath out. He lets go of my wrist and turns around. "So it was all a lie." He says and turns around to look at me again. Before I can say anything he continues. "Everything. It was all a lie. You made me believe you loved me." I shake my head and manage a small "no" before he starts again, louder this time. "I told you everything. I trusted you!" He shouted at me.

"Please, just listen to me." I shout back. "Why should I?" "Because I love you." He scoffs but goes silent long enough for me to continue. "Yes, I lied. But then I got to know you. I really do love you. That was never a lie. When you first told me you loved me, I realized that I had fallen in love with you too. They threatened to kill my sister if I didn't do this." I said. I was crying hard by now. "You should have told me." "And risk losing my sister? She's all I have left." "That's not true." he says, finally calming down. "You have me."

He walks over to me and pulls me into his embrace. "I'm sorry." I say. "Shh. It's okay." He just holds me. "I know that this might not be right, but I love you too much to not believe you." "You can trust me." I say looking up at him. "I don't want to hurt you. I just want my sister to be okay." He looks into my eyes as if searching to see if I'm telling the truth. I can see it in his eyes that he knows it's not a lie. "I'll help you get her back." He wipes the tears from my face and leans down slowly. I meet him half way in a passionate, loving kiss.

When we pull apart, he says "I love you." I smile at him. "I love you too." And he knew, it really was never a lie.