Marvel Character Oneshots

Bed ~ steve rogers x reader

{this story is set in the middle of the five years during Avengers: Endgame. it takes place in Steve's apartment}

Waking up next to Captain America never got old. Every morning, the sun poured through the light curtains and bathed the bed in warm sunshine. Every morning, you'd awaken with a smile on your face and an arm around your waist. However, it was often only you with a smile on your face. Every now and then you'd open your eyes to see Steve's face crumpled, tears leaking down his cheeks. You'd wake him up and wipe them away, assure him everything would be alright and he'd settle down in your arms again.

Today was no different.

You peeked at your boyfriend with one eye as consciousness came back to you, early Saturday morning. His wounded, grieving face was a stab to your heart. 

"Oh, Steve," you whispered, wiping the tears from his cheeks.

You huddled your bare body closer to his and you felt his arms tighten around you. He sniffed.

"Morning, sweetheart."

"Steve."

"Yes?"

Your lip wobbled. "You're not okay."

He sighed. You looked up at him. He brought a hand up to cup your face.

"No, I suppose I'm not."

You squeezed him reassuringly. "Tell me, baby. I wanna help you."

He placed a chaste kiss on your lips. Another tear rolled down his cheek.

"It's just everything, sweetheart." He rubbed his thumb over your cheekbone. "The Blip, Bucky, Sam, Wanda, Vision, Tony, Peter... everything."

Your naked legs tangled themselves together underneath the blankets. You laid your head on his chest. 

"I know," you whispered. "God, I know."

"But I've still got you, and I love you, you know that?"

You smiled and looked back at him. "I do. And I love you too, Steve."

"Good." He stroked your hair for a moment once you'd settled onto his chest again. "Pancakes for breakfast?"

"Oh Gods, yes please!"

"Careful, we don't want Thor and Loki coming down here."

You shook your head. "That's not what I meant, dickhead."

He laughed and kissed your forehead. "I know, sweetheart. Now, hop up. We've got to go buy milk, I forgot to yesterday."

You sat up and stretched before jumping up off the bed. 

"You could at least hide the temptation away from me," Steve groaned. 

You frowned. "Huh?" 

"You're standing in front of me completely naked."

You laughed and grabbed a robe from a hook on the wall, tying it around you. He did the same. 

"Right then. Let's get baking, shall we?"

You wrapped your arms around his neck and brought his head down to you. He kissed you soundly, gripping your waist. 

"Yes, let's."

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{this was a short one, more like an imagine, but i'm still open to any requests for a part 2! ;3}