Mostly Interracial Avengers Smut/Fluff

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"You could have just told me you didn't like me like that, that would have hurt less."

"I'm sorry." He whispered

"It doesn't matter anyways... I just want to be friends again." I admit wiping the tears off of my face.

"I never stopped being your friend
Y/n, I'll always be her for you no matter what." He comforted wiping some runaway tears off of my face. I nod and go back in for a hug.

"Thank you." I smile after I said that the door opened revealing an what Tony, hunting for some tea. "Boy if you don't mind yo damn business." I say gently kicking him away from the door.
.........

I hear a knock at my bedroom door as I separated a section of my hair to twist up.

"Coming!" I call twisting another section of my hair together and putting a rubber band at the end and walking to the door.

I open the door to reveal Steve standing in the other side. I send him a closed mouth smile before walking back over to my dresser while saying,

"Come in." Steve walks in behind me and closes the door before going to sit on my bed. I look at him through the mirror sectioning off another peice of my hair. He's deep into the episode of the fresh prince of Bel-air that I have playing I dip my fingers into the coconut curling creme and coconut oil and rub it on to the section of hair before starting to twist it.

"So that's what makes your hair smell so good." Steve says looking over at me and away from the TV. He walks up behind me and takes a piece of my hair that's already twisted.

"Yeah, I guess." I smile continuing to twist my hair. This isn't the first time he's watched me twist my hair at night. "So what brings you by?"

"Um, I..."  He trails off letting go of the twist.

"Go on, I'm listening." I encourage turning around to face him.

"It's about earlier today... In the closet." He says not really looking me in the eyes.

Does he not wanna be friends with me anymore. Oh God I knew this would happen. My stomach turns and I feel the sick watery feeling in my mouth. Instead of showing this I say,

"What about it?" I question furrowing my eye brows. He took a deep breath before continuing.

"When you said, "I just want to be friends again"... Did that mean that you don't love me anymore?"

"And if I say I do still love you, then what?" I chuckle lightly as I turn around facing ng the mirror again.

"Then I need to tell you something and I need you to look at me while I say it." He explains turning my back around to face him.

"Okay, go for it." I say looking up at him.

"I can't be your friend." Is all he says causing me to frown and look away from him.

"Oh, I understand I guess."

"No no, I mean, I can't JUST be your friend.... I love you. I love you more than you're supposed to love a friend." He explains running his rough thumb over my soft cheek. My throat went dry and my heart started to beat out of my chest with his words. The only thing I could think to do was hit him. So that's what I did, I punched and slapped him repeatedly in the arms and chest as he chuckled and said 'ouch'  while he backed up eventually falling onto the bed

"I I knew you would have beat me up I would've never told you." He chuckles grabbing my wrist to keep me from hitting him.

"If you would've told me in this first place none of this would have happened!" I shout

"I know I'm sorry, its just this is all new to me, and I didn't want to mess anything up or be awkward about it, so when you told me you loved me I wanted to say it be but my words got caught in my throat and all I could think to do was run. And in the closet I was going to tell you but then you said you just wanted to be friends, so I thought I blew my shot. And now this, I told you and I feel much better but I won't fully feel better until you say it back." Steve explains pulling me on his lap.

"No, I don't think I will." I say hopping off his lap and going back to twisting my hair.

"Why?" He questioned

"Because, I just don't think it's necessary."

"I do." He argues walking up behind me again with a small smirk on his face.

"Yeah but you decided to keep me waiting, so maybe, just maybe in that sort period of time I stopped loving you."

"Within a day in a half all of your love for me just went away?" Steve asked sarcastically.

"Yup."

"You are impossible." Within a swift movement I was turned around in Steve's arms with his lips against mine. The kiss was short, but not too short and sweet like mangos and in season strawberries. My heart was jumping out of my chest I was scared that he my hear it. He pulled away and I had to hurry up and put my gaurd back up before he noticed. So I said

"Wow, I guess consent isn't a thing anymore."

"Shut up." He smiles his face still inches from mine.

"I'll let it slide...I guess."

"Just tell me you love me."

"You know how I feel about feelings."

"Just say it, I promise I'll say it back this time.... Everytime."

"Fiiiiiiinnnnneeeee, I loveyou." I say it fast and through gritted teeth without looking in his eyes or at his face at all.

"Y/n." Steve warns like he would actually do something.

"Uuuugggghhh.... I LOVE YOU OKAY! Happy?" I pout with a smile.

"Very."he says with a smile before giving me a longer kiss than before. "I love you too."

I finished twisting my hair then put a scarf and bonnet on to cover it before climbing in bed next to Steve and watching reruns of random shows until we fell asleep.

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