Avenger Imagines

You just don't walk away from that - Steve Rogers x Reader

You could feel the weight of the building pieces smashing against your back, like waves would crash against the sand.

"You okay, Y/n?"

Once again, you have managed to mess up, because you weren't able to focus and nearly killed a teammate.

"Y/n?"

The news was currently eatting you alive, you could sense it. Probably calling the group criminals, and setting you as a prime example.

"I'm fine, Tony."

You shoved your fist inside your sweater pocket and rolled your head back.

"You sure?" Tony said, he shook debris out of his hair.

"Positive, Tony." You closed your eyes and clenched your fist even more than before. "He's gonna be so pissed, isn't he?"

Tony scoffed. "When isn't he pissed?"

"Tony-"

"It wasn't your faul-"

"Don't you dare say that, Tony." You snapped, opening your eyes and glaring at his back. "You don't get to say that."

"Well it wasn't!" He responded, dropping his phone on the table.

"Then whose was it?"

"His."

"Oh, bullshit." You looked over to the window, the Upstate Avenger Building stood in the middle of the wilderness, you could see the dim reflection of a jet landing. "He's gonna pull me out, it's never his fault."

"I won't let that happen." Tony said softly, rubbing his leg. "I won't. I was there, I could-"

"It's not your choice." You muttered, watching him groan painfully. "Look what I did to you."

"You didn't do this."

"Yes, yes I did, now come on." You let Tony lean against you before dismounting the jet and starting towards the infirmary. You could hear the other jet land, the echo of footsteps and the low muttering, already knowing what will happen.

"Listen, I'm willing to run to avoid -" Tony said in a hush voiced, you elbowed him.

"Shut the fuck up, Tony, please." You hissed, hearing the light steps of Steve a few steps back.

"Maybe he won't do it now? At least he'll have the decency to not do it in publi-"

"Y/n." Steve's voice was firm, and quite scary to any other human, but perhaps you were so use to hearing it that it didn't faze you anymore.

"Oooh, he's using his big boy voice." Tony sniggered, you stopped walking.

"As you can see, Captain, I'm quite busy taking one of colleagues to the doctors because he's bleeding." You responded in a dry voice.

"Sam, take him." Steve commanded, you sighed heavily and turned around.

"I've got it." You faked a smile. "I can take care of him."

"Can you really?"

The sound of Bucky fumbling the bags onto the floor was not missed, but no one turned their heads to look. Sam quickly stepped forward and started to put Tony on his side, sending a sorry smile to you.

"Oh shit, he's gonna call you out like that?!" Tony whispered excitedly, Sam shook his head.

"I tried to reason with him, but you know how he is." Sam looked at Tony. "I think you did great." With that he marched off with Tony whispering dry jokes. Steve was busy having a discussion with Bucky and Natasha, who looked both vaguely worried, while you grabbed your items.