Steve Rogers Imagines

Love

Steve held you in his arms looking down at you lovingly. He was having a nightmare, and thankfully you were still awake so you went to his room to calm him down. You let him cuddle into you as soon as you came back from your room to get your pillow.

For a time, Steve had fallen asleep again, but he woke up again. He was just happy you were there. Most nights you would already be asleep, and you were hard to wake up once you were asleep. He understood, and once you would wake up he would spend his time with you. He would also tell you about dreams and nightmares alike if he had any the previous night. Both of you stayed in separate rooms on the same floor as to save yourselves for marriage.

He closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep once again. He must've fallen asleep because the next time he opened his eyes, you were facing him, granted you were still asleep.

He kissed your forehead and smiled when you slowly opened your eyes.

"Hey Stevie. Did you sleep any better?" You yawned rubbing your eyes.

"A little." He whispered, "I didn't wake you up did I?"

"No. Not at all. Hey, do you wanna go to the kitchen and get some coffee with me?" You yawned yet again as you began to get up.

"Sure Sunshine." He smiled and got up with you.

Steve wrapped his arm around your waist as you both walked to the elevator. Then he put this hand back on your waist when you got in the elevator. Steve smiled when Frank Sinatra's L.O.V.E came on, and his smile got wider when he saw you mouth the words and sway to the rhythm of the song.

Steve had known for quiet some time that he was absolutely in love with you. You'd been together for coming up five years now, and he was beginning to look for a ring. He
was even looking at apartments and houses, because he didn't plan on being Captain America the rest of his life.

You grabbed Steve's and your favorite cups. Steve got the coffee ready as you got things you needed like cream and sugar. Then you both fixed your coffee and sat together by one of the walls that basically was a large window.

The rest of the day you and Steve watched movie marathons together. He actually was requested to go to some meeting, but he refused so he could spend his time with you. You tried to convince him to go, but he said that today he was only going to spend with you. You loved when he got to spend his time with you. You loved it even more when he chose to spend time with you.

You both ate lunch at one of your hole in the wall restaurants, and at dinner you both ate with the team you considered your family and friends. After dinner you both sat in the big living room with the others. You laid your head on a pillow ontop of Steve's lap as he ran his fingers through your hair. He knew it was risky, but he looked at rings on his phone.

While doing so he chuckled when he heard you lightly snore. He put up his phone, and then he picked you up bridal style taking you to your room. You already were in your pjs, so he just put you in the bed and covered you up. He gingerly kissed your lips and forehead before leaving to go to his own room.

Now you normally didn't dream or have nightmares, at least that you could remember, but when you did they sometimes were a doozy.

You opened your eyes, and you had no idea where you were. Then things started to get clearer. You were strapped in a chair, and Steve sat in front of  you also strapped in a chair.

Then you heard low clapping as lights came on. You looked in the direction of the clap, and fear rushed into your veins. It was Brock Rumlow.

"Well well well. Looks like I found you Rogers. You and your girlfriend. I couldn't kill you so maybe I should kill her." He pointed his gun to you.

You looked at Steve and he didn't even seem to care. He didn't have any sparkle in his eyes that displayed how much you both cared for one another.

"I'll make you a deal Rogers. If you love her, she'll live and I'll kill you. If you don't love her, I'll just shoot her. She'll die, and you will live. It's up to you Captain."

Before you could even self sacrifice yourself for Steve, he already had an answer, and it was horrible. He looked you dead straight in the eyes, and there was no emotion in his face.

"Kill her. I never loved her, and I never will."

Just like that you looked to Rumlow and all you heard was the sound of the gun going off.

Steve woke up from his deep sleep. He knew something was wrong, and he heard screams coming from your room. He sprinted quickly to your room, and cried at the sight of you. You were thrashing around and screaming.

He ran to you and held you tight. He began to stroke your hair and shush you. "Y/n... Y/n... Wake up angel. Please." He began to cry.

Slowly you opened your eyes and tears steamed down your face. You felt Steve wipe your tears away as he kissed your forehead. When you were calm, and your tears had subsided you looked up to Steve.

"You want to talk about it?" Steve whispered?

You nodded, and you told him everything you saw in your nightmare.

"Y/n... You and me? It's kinda a forever thing. I love you so much, and when we are ready we're gonna have that weddin' we talked about. I'm not going to let anything like that happen, but if it were to happen, I'd get us both outta there. Even if I didn't, you know I'd choose to save you over myself. Now how about I make us some hot chocolate, and we can go stargaze on the roof."

You nodded and began to smile.

"There's my Sunshine's smile." Steve whispered kissing your cheek.

"I love you so much Steve. Thanks for saving me from that nightmare." You kissed his lips.

"Anything for my Sunshine. Now let's go get that hot chocolate." He kissed the top of your head as you both got up to go make y'all's hot chocolate.

You were so thankful to have Steve in your life. Forever and for always.