AVENGER IMAGINES

Steve - Treat You Better pt2

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Steve.
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Treat You Better pt2.
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It had been so long since you had seen Steve. Too long.

You were super proud of him and Bucky. Your two solider boys. You were glad they came home today.

You had just started making dinner when your apartment door opened quickly.

"We're back!" Bucky hollered excitedly.

His arms quickly went round you and lifted you from your feet.

You flung your arms around him - more for safety than any thing else. Bucky was known to be clumsy.

"Hi Bucky!" You smiled widely and he put you down.

"Hello darling." Steve said sweetly as he placed a small quick kiss on your cheek.

Normally he would full on kiss you - with Bucky in the room or not. Neither of them cared.

"Hello baby. How was it? Kill any Nazis?" You said jokingly as you stirred your homemade soup.

"Yes, of course." Steve said. He seemed a bit off.

"You not excited to be home love?" You asked.

Bucky could sense something was about to go down. He knew you well enough to know that when you were totally calm about something it was going to end badly.

"Im going to go wash up." Bucky said quickly before he made his escape.

"Yes. Of course." Steve repeated.

"Did something happen?" You asked innocently. You started to get concerned for him.

"What do you mean? Obviously nothing happened." Steve snapped back.

You placed your hand over your heart quickly - as if you were recoiling from a snapping puppy.

"Steven Grant Rogers! What is wrong with you?" You hollered.

"Nothing!" Steve shouted, his body tensed up, he knew this wasn't the way he should of went about telling you but it would have to do now.

"Fine. Be like that, not my problem." You tried to brush it off.

"No, it is your problem. I need to speak to you." Steve's eyes avoided yours with great effort.

"About what? The stick that's shoved up your a-"

"Enough." Steve cut you off.

"I...I think we need to take a few days to-"

"To what Steve? Breath? Die?" You said sarcastically as you rolled your eyes.

You knew what was coming, every break up ended this way. You thought it was best to shut yourself off before you got hurt.

"To revaluate our relationship." Steve muttered.

"Well chucks.." You said as happily as you could "thanks a bunch Steve."

"I'll go... If you want?" Steve asked as if he was the one that just got wounded.

"No. I want to know whats brought all this on? Why the sudden change of heart?" You asked fiercely.