Interracial Imagines

Worth It -- Steve Rogers

Requestee: Just_Another_Dweeb

Author's Note: I know you requested this forever ago, but I didn't want to put too many Avengers imagines in here, and I definitely did not want to clump them. I hope you enjoy and don't be afraid to send in requests.

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Saturday nights after you get off of work are always the best, not only because the club you bounce for is closed on Sundays, but because Steve usually has Sundays off too. Tonight though, you storm right past Steve in the kitchen and make your way into your room. "Did someone sneak by without giving me a kiss?" He asks with a small smile as he watches you stomp to the bathroom with your towel wrapped around your middle. He knows your days can be stressful sometimes, so he just sets out your favorite pajamas and makes your plates.

When you come into the dining room, all comfortable and your braids pulled into a ponytail, Steve strides over to you, kissing you softly, "Wanna talk about it?" He asks you as he tugs you closer to the dining room table. With a sigh, you sit down, and eat a forkful of lasagna. After a too long pause, you look at Steve, "I know that people gawk at how tall I am. I know I get called names behind my back for being strong, the best thing people can seem to call me as a compliment is Amazonian, but that makes me good at my job. I'm intimidating, and good at it."

You take a pause, and Steve takes this as his time to speak, "Did someone say something to you at work, Y/N? You're the law down there, that can scare some people into saying things they don't mean." Steve means well, but thaat doesn't make it any better. "I got suspended Steve." You snap. Steve's forgiving can-do attitude is reat, you love him for it, but that isn't what you need right now.

"I got suspended, and not because I'm the law, Steve. I punched a guy before kicking him out of the bar. His girlfriend called me a freak when I told her she had to leave. That got her boyfriend's attention, and he began taunting me, drawing attention to the situation. He cursed at me, he poked at me, and he even hit me Steve, but you know what really pushed me over? When the prick said the only way I was able to snag Captain America was because the Avengers need a big, black monkey to run experiments on. He used that actual phrase, like we shouldn't be past insults like monkey in society by now!"

Telling the story to Steve makes you mad all over again, but Steve, he's boiling mad. He loves your brown skin, he loves your strength, and he especially loves how tall you are. The other Avengers often make jokes about you having to wear Steve's big boy pants in the relationship, but those are jokes at Steve, never you.

"He said all of this and hit you, and you got in trouble? Am I understanding that right?" You nod and start to speak, but Steve is standing before you can say anything, "Steve, baby, what are you doing?" You ask him as he slips his shoes on. There's practically steam coming out of his ears, but he doesn't answer you. "Steve, don't do anything crazy." You say as you follow him out to the car, still, he isn't speaking to you.

As he starts driving, Steve clears his throat, "Call Tony Stark." He directs the car. "Hey Cap, is there a reason you're calling me at 12:30 in the morning?" Steve grunts angrily before speaking, "I need you to check the surveilance cameras from outside Y/N's job and tell me where a certain guy stays. He'd just gotten hit, so he'll have a black eye."

Now you understand what he's doing, "Steve, this is sweet, but also very unnecessary. I just needed some time to rant about it, lets go back home and finish our dinner." You say, trying to convince Steve, but he's the most stubborn and noble man you've ever met; he is definitely not going to let this slide. "Cap, your man is Jason Carter, I just texted you the address. You'll have to tell me how his ass kicking goes when I'm not half asleep. Enjoy the show Y/N."

Tony hangs up after that and Steve follows the voice of the GPS, a trick you'd taught him in case he ever got lost. After seven minutes of roasting in Steve's angry silence, he pulls into the driveway of a pale blue two-story house. It's nice, definitely not the kind of house you'd imagine that douche bag living in.

"Steve, lets think about this, I don't want you getting in trouble." You try to grab his arm before he can step out of the car, but he's Captain America, so that is futile. Before you're even closing your car door, Steve is banging on the door. A pissed looking man with a black eye pulls the door open, donned in nothing but his boxers, "Jason?" Steve asks him with a false smile.

Jason sneers at your boyfriend when he spots you behind him in your pajamas, "What Mr. America? Here to tell me to mind my ma-" He can't say anything else because Steve has him by the throat, "You've gone way past a lecture, Jason. You see my girlfriend over there? the gorgeous one back there standing taller than the both of us?"

When Jason doesn't respond, Steve lifts him so he's on his tippy toes, "You must not have heard me, I asked if you saw her there. You saw her earlier, ou saw her height, her color, and the fact that she could kick your ass. You know who else was tall, brown, and able to kick your ass, Jason? Goddesses. I don't want to hear about you ever even speaking to her again unless it involves you kissing the ground she walks on, understood?"

Jason nods as best as he can, and you can see some of the tension leave Steve's body, "Good." He says as he releases Jason's throat, "You know, Mr. Carter, you really should learn to mind your manners, but it has been a long day. Go back to your bed, enjoy your sleep." Jason mutters a 'yes sir' before quickly closing his door.

As soon as Steve turns around, you throw your arms around him, hoping to convey your gratitude, "Come on, Mr. America, time to practice what you preach."

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Steve smiles as he wakes up to the smell of pancakes and bacon. Cracking an eye open, he sees you standing on your side of the bed with a platter, "Awaken, my patriotic knight, for I have prepared for you, a feast." Steve smiles as you climb over to him, "Doll, that wasn't necessary." Steve says, kissing you as you lean down to him. "Neither was what you did last night, but you did it anyway, and I couldn't give you nothing. Now enjoy your breakfast before it gets cold. I made it, but that doesn't mean I'm gonna warm in up in fifteen minutes."

You go to roll out of the bed, but Steve wraps an arm around your waist, kissing you again, "You're worth it Y/N. Really. I would beat up a thousand sleazy guys for speaking to you the way he did." Now you smile, "Would say bad words then too?" Steve laughs, "All the bad words I can think of princess."