Captain America x Reader Imagines

Imagine 8

You lived in a small apartment right in the middle of New York. Yes, it's as miserable as it sounds. There are constant noises, rude people, and all the traffic. Don't even get started on the traffic.. But there was a small perk to your little apartment. Your neighbor, Steve. The tall, muscular, blonde, blue eyed, overall beautiful human that lived next door. Well, across the hall. You two had become quite good friends since you moved there 7 months ago. You did develop quote the crush though, it just seemed impossible to see if the super soldier felt the same way.
It was early morning and it was time for you to get to work at the music shop down the street. You got up, showered, brushed your teeth, did your makeup, brushed your hair. You did the usual and rushed out your door. It was currently 9:00 and you needed to be at work at precisely 9:00. You slammed your door and rushed down the old staircase, but of course you ran into someone..Steve.
"Wow, Y/N, you're in quite a rush huh?"
"Yeah late to work. Gotta run. I'll be home at 5. Come over and we'll binge some Big Bang Theory, alright?"
"See you then."
TIMESKIP
It was 5:15 and you were arriving home. You took out your keys, jingled them around, and finally got the door open.
"Long day huh?"
"Steve, you just scared me half to death. Why would you do that?"
"Big Bang at five remember?"
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry. I'm such an idiot. Long day at work and I got caught up with the record player. It kept getting caught at a certain part and I was trying-"
"Y/N, it's okay. I'm right here. You're good now, at home. Where no record players can do you harm."
You chuckled slightly at his comment and took of your jacket and bag and placed them on the coat rack. You went and sat on the couch by Steve and rested your head on his shoulder.
"Stevie, I have a question?"
"Yes, Y/N?"
"How exactly did you get into my apartment?"
"Spare key under the rug, it kind of stupid because you have an apartment with a humongous rug outside of your door with no purpose. It's obvious you have a key under it."
"Okay Mr. Super Spy." You say covering your legs with the blanket.
"So, Big Bang Theory?"
"Yep."
You two both watched a few episodes, until 10 rolled around at least. So maybe it was a lot of episodes. Steve went back to his place and left you to think. Thinking causes damage.
Why didn't you just tell him you like him.
He's not gonna feel the same way anyways so why does it matter
God he's not gonna like you, no one does
Why did you have to do this? It seems every time you're alone your mind goes to dark places.
You're so fat and ugly no guy like him will ever want you
Why couldn't you have at least one good thing going for you?
You're an idiot
You start to let out quiet sobs into your couch's pillows. You jumped slightly when you felt a hand start rubbing your back.
"Y/N. Are you okay?"
"Yeah Steve I'm good."
"You don't look good."
"I know that's the point."
"What?"
"Steve. Why do you even hang out with me? I'm a fat, ugly, dumb little loser who has no life."
"Y/N, I think you have to understand that just because there are prettier people, you are not ugly. And maybe there are skinnier people, you are not fat. And yes, there are smarter people.. But that doesn't make you dumb. And the truth is that someone will one day love you just the way you are, and it's not going to matter that there are skinnier, prettier, or smarter people. Because to at least one person, you're going to be absolute perfection & they're going to fall in love with you. But before that happens, don't be afraid to love yourself."
Steve I want that person to be you.
Say it. Come on Y/N.
"Steve.."
"Yes?"
"I want that to be you. I want the person to be you. I want you Steve."
"Y/N. I can't. My job won't allow it. I really like you too and if I could, I would. I don't want to put you in danger. That's the last thing I want."
"Stop it Steve."
"What?"
"Pitying me. I'm not a little kid, just tell me you don't feel the same way. I can handle it."
"Y/N, I feel the same way, that's the problem. I don't want to put you in harms way."
You felt ashamed. Like you weren't strong enough. You couldn't handle yourself. You can't handle yourself. You're always just a pity little girl who can't take care of herself. Maybe You can't take care of you, but Steve can.
"I understand Steve. But I don't care." You said getting a sudden urge of confidence, you grabbed the back of his head and pulled him in for a kiss.
"Steve, they can kill me but all I could care about right now is another kiss."
So that's what you got. A kiss. And a boyfriend. And a ring. And now a husband. And a little girl who you would do anything for. So maybe something's aren't meant to be perfect. Y/N, you're not meant to be perfect.
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AN/ wow that was long, I'm sorry. But hey, I've been thinking about doing either a bunch of Bucky One Shots like this or one big captain America chapter story. Which one should I do? I really can't decide and would truly appreciate some feedback. PS it's currently 3:02 AM so there's probably a lot of mistakes but I needed to update. So here you guys go. I hope you enjoyed it.