Steve Rogers Imagines

Found: Part Eight

Okay, so I think this will be the final part in this Found series. It's going to start off with the continuation of the last one. Then for both scenarios, it will be separated in bold. Steve's is first. I'm probably explaining too much 😅. Anyways but yeah both of them start with the beginning. So read it first and then read The One with... Whichever you choose to read or both. Now on with the story.

Y/n was anxious to leave her room after seeing Steve that night. Everything had been so odd between them lately, and she was ready for things to go back to their normal. Even though she was ready for things to go back to normal, she wasn't ready to see him. The last thing she remembered was that he had broken her heart. It happened in the forties, and it happened again when she didn't really have her memories.

The last night though, she saw the somber gaze he had when she walked into their shared floor. He looked truly guilty, and she just left him there. After she closed the door she wanted to go back, but she stayed in the room. She now was sitting on her bed wondering what he would tell her. She was getting hungry, but she's really didn't want any breakfast.

Y/n finally got up and took some deep breaths. She walked to the door and opened it gently. The floor still smelled of vanilla, but now the floor also smelled of fresh coffee.

Y/n walked to the kitchen and got a cup to get something to drink. She looked up to see Steve walking out his door in his pyjamas. She was shocked that he too was still in his pyjamas. She normally stayed in her pyjamas, but Steve hardly wore his pyjamas other than at night.

When he noticed her looking at him, he smiled despite looking dismal beforehand. She got her drink and walked over to him. She reached out and grabbed his hand gently squeezing it. She lead him to the couch and put down her cup. With her free hand, she touched his forehead.

"Are you sick Steve? You hardly wear pyjamas during the day." She took her hand away and rested her hand on his lap.

"I just wanted to, I guess..." He looked down, and y/n felt slightly guilty.

"Steve... I... I'd really like to hear what you have to say... About what happened before I left... And about... Before... Hydra took me..."

Steve looked up, and he nodded. He told her about everything.

"Y/n... That's why I was talking to her. Natasha has been really helpful since everything that's happened to us. The ring is the same ring from when I proposed to you. I showed her because I still want to marry you. You've always been my Sunshine. I've never loved anyone the way I love you. It's always been you, and... If you don't feel that way... I'll... I'll be fine."

After his whole explanation, y/n found tears pooling from her eyes. She was more confused and emotional than ever. She got up and ran back to her room. She just needed time to think.

She locked the door because she was scared Steve would try to open the door. Of course she wasn't surprised to hear him knock on the door. Y/n believed him, but she just needed time to think.

With everything going on, she knew she'd have to choose between the two men that had been in her life for such a long time. Either way she would feel awkward, and sometimes she wanted to leave again. She'd miss the people that had become her family, but the urge to go had just been so present in her mind. She even thought about just not ending up with anyone, but she felt like she was being to negative.

After a long time of thinking, she decided to stay. She'd miss all these people if she left, and she knew she'd miss both the men she cared about so much. She sat near the window and rubbed her temples wondering what she would do.

"Y/n... I... I want to let you know that I'll always be here for you. If you need me, or if you are ready to leave the room, I'll be in the living room watching a movie like we normally do."