Marvel and DC Imagines

Stubborn (Steve Rogers x Reader)

I literally wrote this with no plan.
So it's not that good

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Steve imagined her looking at him like that for once.

His heart thumped as electric coursed through his veins.

She pressed her lips against his, guiding his arms around her waist.

He wanted to stay and keep her this time but the feeling overwhelmed him and he closed his eyes.

She felt so fragile.

For a moment, he forgot about his broken heart. And he forgot that he aaa fragile and forgot that she probably had the same knife that forged out his heart in her hands right now.

Instead, Steve just melted back into her arms.

She just had some magic.

Black magic.

Somehow, she convinced him that she would never break his heart.

Even though he could see the knife in her fingers grasped.

"Just for precaution." She seemed to coo.

And he just nodded, understanding by not really.

Steve was in a daze, but he didn't care.

At least not until he looked down at his chest and saw his stitches ripped open.

"I'm sorry." She smiled. "I couldn't help myself."

And Steve just nodded through his tears.

Understanding, but not really.

People shook their heads in disappointment when they say them together.

"We're just friends." He told them.

They shook their heads.

"Please, Steve." Nat told him. "Leave her, she's not good for you."

"I know what I'm doing this time, Nat." Steve told her, shrugging off her arm. "Trust me."

But cried and came running back telling Nat as her cold eyes told him that Y/N was probably will be killed.

But Natasha couldn't.

Because it wasn't Y/N's fault.

It was Steve's.

Because he couldn't get out of the friend zone, but his stubborn ass won't move.

Even if it took his heart every time.

Even if she told him sorry.

Even if it let his heart in pieces, permanently.

But maybe it may change, he always hoped.

He hoped with his broken heart wanting to be healed.