Avengers One Shots!

Best Friends?? | Steve Rogers.

Warning: cute. Protective Steve. Silly.

"Are you sure you will be fine?" Steve asked as you slowly got up from the bed.

"Yes Steve." I nodded. His face held a concerned expression.

"I'll be here. Just call if you need me Ok?" He said straightening the bed and sitting. "Don't feel anything Ok? Just call me."

"Yes Steve. Yes."

I walked in the bathroom. I slowly unbuttoned my shirt with one hand. Recently in some field work I had broken my right arm. It wasn't really broken. Just a hairline fracture or something. So my hand was in the cast. And I was in the bed because of course my body was hurt too.

I hadn't taken a shower for 3 days. And I really felt weird and bad whenever someone came to see me or near me.

"Are you Ok?" Steve called from outside.

"Yes Steve. Don't worry so much!" I said stepping in the shower after undressing. That took forever.

I hummed along to some songs and carefully cleaned myself. My legs were filled with cuts and my body was bruised. I groaned in pain. The warm water relaxed my muscles.

"What did I hear? If it's hurting come out!"

"Shut up Mr. Protective! I will come out when I want to....... Or when I'm finished." Suddenly my leg slipped and I squealed. I gripped the bar near me just in time.

"What was that? Are you Ok?"

"Y/N that's enough. I'm coming in!" He said.

"No! You can't come in.....stay there Steve."

"I'm coming in..." I heard the door creak open. I hadn't locked it because if something happened I could call him in. But this is not what I meant.

"Ok Ok Ok...I'm coming out!" I said. I quickly dried myself and put on my undergarments. I tried for a long time to wrap a towel around myself. Finally I did it.

I stepped out the door to find Steve sitting on the bed. He quickly got up and made me sit.

"Are you Ok? I heard you squeal!"

"Yes. It doesn't seem that you're ok..." I chuckled at his panic face. My best friend relaxed.

"Now go out. I gotta get dressed!"

"Hmm... Maybe not." He said. An impish twinkle in his eyes.

"Steve Rogers! Get out." I said. I got up and walked to my wardrobe.

He came close to me.

"I want to confess something." He whispered lightly holding my waist. He looked down in my eyes.

"I'm in love with you Y/N."

"What?"

"I love you." He kept staring at me.

"I love you too Steve." I lightly kissed his lips.

As we broke the kiss my towel slipped. I squealed and gathered it with my functional hand.

Steve chuckled. He took the towel and secured it properly around me. I blushed. Gosh.

"I'll let you get dressed." He winked at me and walked out the door.

What happened right now? Did I just kiss my best friend? Was he even my best friend? Nah I guess he was my crush. Well, it doesn't matter because he is my boyfriend now.

This was lame.
I'm sorry.
Bye.