Home Sweet Home-Steve Rogers X Reader

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You ran into the large tower with Tony, him guiding you towards the elevator with Bruce. As you entered you were practically bouncing while waiting to see your floor. The doors opened and you walked out, looking in awe at the large kitchen and living room before you. Bruce and Tony followed, leading you over to Steve, who stood in the kitchen. On the counter sat several buckets of paint, which upon further inspection were a light shade of your (f/c). You walked over to Steve and greeted him, he was wearing a white tank top that showed off his muscles, and grey sweatpants.

    "Uh, I asked Tony and he said, if you wanted to, we could paint the walls (f/c)." Steve stated, looking at you sheepishly.

    "Sure, let me just change quickly," you responded.

Bruce showed you your room then left, leaving you to roan the large room, the walls were painted the same shade of (f/c) you were about to paint. There was a bathroom to your left, and a large closet to your right, and in the middle sat a large bed with white sheets and a blue comforter. You walked over to the closet, and pulled out a slightly baggy white shirt, with some black shorts as well. Smiling to yourself as you saw Tony let Pepper pick out tons of clothes for you.

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Once you changed you walked back over to Steve, Bruce and Tony had left. You both moved the furniture away and laid down a tarp to cover the floor. You were just finished painting when you felt something hit your back.

    "Steve!" You yelped, when you saw paint on your back.

    "It was an accident (y/n)!"

    "Sure it was, but you don't know what you just started Rogers." You replied before attacking him with your brush, getting paint on his cheek. He quickly brushed paint on you side, and you dogged him as he aimed for you again. You turned invisible, but Steve luckily got paint on your arm as you did so, him now knowing where you were. You both continued to get paint on each other, failing to notice someone entering the room.

    "Hey Steve where are you-" they said, stopping when they saw you.

You looked over towards the voice, turning visible again when you recognized them. Steve stopped as well.

    "Oh (y/n), this is-" he began, but you cut him off.

    "Frosty?" You asked.

    "Flower?" The man stated in shock.

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(Epic flashback music)

You were thrown into a dark room, you were only thirteen at the time. "Hello?" You called out, barely able to see anything. "Is someone there?" A man asked, startling you.

    "Yes," you replied.

    "Are you (y/n)?"

    "Yes, but h-how did you know that?"

    "I could hear you screaming, before they brought you in here, you have powers don't you?"

    "Yeah, I-I can turn invisible, and I have nature powers too," you moved closer to the man, and gasped as you saw his metal arm. "You the Winter Soldier?"

    "No, I-I think my name is... I don't know my name," he sighed. You then put your hand over his metal one, "how about we figure out your own special name? Then, if they wipe you, I can remind you. I think we're starting training together anyway. And then we can work on finding your real name."

    "Okay, but only if I can give you a name as well."

You nodded at this, using the power you could (there was a metal bracelet around your arm that prevented most of it), you grew a small flower, and gingerly handed it to the soldier. He took it, grinning slightly, "I think your name should be flower."

    "In that case, I'm calling you Frosty, like the snowman, you seem just as sweet as him."

(Flashback ends)

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    "How do you know each other?" Steve asked.

    "HYDRA" you both spat, the word falling from your mouth like acid.

You then slowly walked over to the soldier, hugging him. "My name, is Bucky," the man stated.

    "I knew you'd figure it out."