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Summary: Steve is missing and you are a mess.

Warnings: Looots of fluff

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You were sitting near your window, watching people pass by.

It had been months since Steve, your boyfriend, had gone on a mission. It was supposed to endure not more than 2 days, but Steve, nor the other avengers had returned yet.

Day to day your anxiety grew. You knew of the risks and what it meant to be captain americas girlfriend, but Steve had always returned on time. Sometimes the missions took a little longer, but never more than a month.

Silent tears rolled down your cheeks. You couldn't lose Steve, not now, not ever.

Every day you returned from work only to spend the rest of the day waiting for him to return. Every time you hoped that this was the day, the day he would come home to you, but nothing happened.

The holidays had passed and while everyone had celebrated and spend the days with their loved ones, you waited and cried. Your family wasn't living close to you and you had no friends except from Wanda and Natasha, who where missing too.

Steve and you had become a couple years ago and you couldn't imagine your life without him anymore. You had always feared to let someone into your life so much that you relied on them more than anything, but it had happened. Steve was your everything and there was a great chance that he wasn't even alive anymore.

You sobbed even more at that thought. He couldn't leave you like this.

A noise behind you made you turn around, but there was nothing. Just the same old door that lead into the bedroom, wher you were curently at.

You turned back to the window and pulled your sleeves closer to your hands. It had become cold in New York. There had even been a little bit of snow, but the white flakes that had once made you so excited, didn't wake your interest at all.

It reminded you of the first time it had snowed when you and Steve were a couple. You had ran outside and played in the snow and Steve hadn't stopped smiling the whole day.

He had told you that he didn't like snow, because it was cold and would get ugly once it got a little warmer, but he loved to see that it made you so happy.

Once again you heared a noise behind you, but this time you didn't bother to turn around. It probably came from the other apartment: the walls were as thin as paper.

A knock on the door, made you frown. "This isn't you", you mumbled to yourself.

"What if it's me?", a well known voice replied and you froze in shock. Turning around you saw Steve, his face a little bruised, but nothing serious looking.

He was alive.

"Is this real?", you whispered, not daring to make a move, afraid that your head was playing tricks on you and Steve would disappear once you moved towards him.

"Yes- yes this is real." His voice was quiet and began to crack at the end.

You broke free from your chair and ran towards him. He opened his arms and you collided with his body, the force nearly making you both fall over. But Steve caught you, like he always did.

He wrapped his strong arms around your trembling body, stroking your back in soft and comforting moves.

"I thought you were dead", you cried out and he rocked you in his arms. "Shh, it's okay. I am alright", he whispered and you clung onto him even more.

Slowly he let go so he could press his forehead against yours. He needed to see your face. After the time he had been gone, not knowing if he would make it out alive and if he would see your face again, he needed to know you were by his side.

"I missed you so much", he confessed and tears filled his eyes. "I missed you more", you chuckled while tears ran down your cheeks. "That can't be true", Steve grinned and moved down to capture your lips in a kiss.

You melted under the touch, his lips as soft and warm as you remembered them.

"Don't leave me ever again", you sobbed when you broke apart.

"Never", he smiled, embracing you once more.