Marvel Imagines and other enjoyable writings (requests closed)

Part 49

"Steve?"

"Yes, Y/N?" He looked up from his book at you. You were lying on the couch with your head dangling off the edge and you feet where your back should've been.

"Could you make me some toast?" He glanced nervously toward the electric appliance but nodded.

"Sure."

"Thanks Stevie." You replied using his old nickname. He rolled his eyes at you but continued towards the kitchen.
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"Holy shit!" You heard Steve yell from the kitchen. You chuckled and got up to go see what he had done. As you walked in you said,

"Careful there Cap, Tony might hear you using that kind of-" You stopped short when you saw the smoldering toaster and a piece of flaming toast on the counter. Steve turned to you looking very embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, I just don't know how to work it." You face palmed. It had been you who was supposed to teach him how to use the kitchen appliances and it had been you who had forgotten to show him how to use the toaster.

"Oh my god Steve no. I'm the one that's sorry I should've showed you how to use it and I totally forgot. I'm so sorry." You argued not wanting him to feel bad.

"Y/N, I should've asked you. It was stupid of me not to ask and I totally screwed up." He retaliated.

"Steve, you grew up in a place where everything was boiled. There's no way you'd know how to use a toaster and I should've thought about that." While you were busy arguing the toast had caught the cabinets on fire and the smoke was climbing towards the ceiling. As Steve went to make his argument the smoke alarm went off. It scared the shit out of both you and you cursed under your breath. You heard JARVIS dial the fire department and moments later you heard sirens racing towards the tower. You both turned to look at the fire behind you just as a cabinet broke away from the wall. It fell towards Steve and he wasn't quick enough to react. It broke on his head and he collapsed on the ground, unconscious. You raced over to the window to see all of your teammates already out of the building. Smoke had now filled the room and you coughed harshly. As you heard the shouts of firemen running up the stairs you attempted to drag Steve away from the flames but he was much too heavy.

"Help! Someone help!" You screamed more smoke filled your lungs. The sound of the door being broken down was the last thing you heard before you blacked out on top of Steve.
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Steve's eyes fluttered open and he looked around the hospital room, his eyes falling on you, you were hooked up machines and wires. He tried to sit up and get to you but the splitting headache he had stopped him. He groaned and fell back into the bed to machines around him beeped frantically. A nurse ran in and injected Steve with something that knocked him out again.
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The next time Steve woke up you were sitting next to him rubbing circles on his hand with your thumb. You were muttering under your breath about something he couldn't hear.

"Y/N?" He asked quietly. Your head snapped up at the sound of his voice and you smiled.

"I'm here Stevie, I'm here." It was his turn to smile.

"So apparently I burned down your apartment." He said looking up at the ceiling.

"Technically we both did since we were too busy arguing to notice the flaming toast behind us." You replied. He smiled and laughed. It was nice to hear his laugh. It was one of your favorite things about him.

"When did you get out?"

"Oh about three hours ago."

"And you've just been sitting here."

"Pretty much. Although Bucky and Nat came in too."

"Great. What did Bucky say?"

"He said that he was getting Nat to teach him 21st century things." Steve laughed again.

"Sounds like him."

"And Nat said we were lucky we weren't up higher or we would've fallen through the floor and that it was smart to call for help when I couldn't lift you."

"You tried to get me out?"

"Of course. But you are actually really heavy so I couldn't and then the smoke was too much and I blacked out."

"Y/N?"

"Yes, Steve?"

"Could you do me a favor?"

"Sure."

"Kiss me."

"Ok." And then you leaned down lips touching in a perfect kiss. As you pulled away from him you spoke again,

"Just for the record, if we ever move in together I'm doing the cooking."

"Whatever. It's just a stupid toaster."