Marvel Shorts

Steve Rogers || 2

𝕓𝕖𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕘𝕤 𝕥𝕠: holy-captain on tumblr

Pregnancy was no easy feat. Mood swings, cravings, morning sickness, and sleep deprivation have haunted you throughout your pregnancy. You were fortunate to have someone as kind and understanding as Steve.

You admired Steve's patience with you. Especially since lately you found yourself becoming emotional and crying over almost everything. Usually, they were things that made you happy, like a cute puppy you saw or Steve bringing you your favorite chocolate bar when he came home. However, there have been plenty of days filled with frustrated tears.

The days you found yourself most frustrated was when you and Steve debated on what color to paint the nursery. He chose colors that varied from prison cell grey to neon purple, and you had your heart set on peachy tones. It took a couple of days and a few crying sessions before the two of you were able to agree on peach. You weren't sure if it was because he liked the shade, or if your persistent pouting, begging, and crying is what convinced him. Either way, the room was now painted in the summery color and completed with white trim.

You were sure you were the only mother who themed their baby's room around the color of their cravings. You were just thankful your mother didn't theme your room around pickles and peanut butter.

In the excitement of your due date quickly approaching, you and Steve had cracked down on getting all the furniture and decorations that you needed for the nursery. The last few days had consisted of putting together dressers and the changing table, as well as getting them to their designated spot in the room.

Even though Steve did all the heavy lifting, with a little help from Bucky and Sam, you were both exhausted. Everything except for the crib had been put together. Steve had opened the boxes when they were delivered this morning, only for him to realize he didn't have all the tools he needed to put it together. He left for the hardware store a couple of hours ago, promising to be back soon.

While you loved your husband very much, you couldn't help but bask in how quiet the apartment was. Without Steve always fussing over you and telling you to rest every 30 seconds, you were finally able to put up some of the decorations that you had picked out for the room. Making sure not to do anything too strenuous for you or the baby, you mostly just put the baby's clothes in the dresser and placed the toys and baby supplies up on the shelves. Your favorite decorations were the paintings of all the Disney princesses that you planned on hanging on the wall above where the crib would be.

Figuring it would be best if Steve was the one who hung them up, you set them aside. You placed a few more toys on the shelves, most of which were gifts from your baby shower, giggling at the sight of the peach-colored teddy bear that was also peach-scented. The bear was a gift from Sam, who continually joked about the slightly over-the-top peach theme of the nursery. When you reached to place the bear on the shelf, you caught a whiff of the peachy perfume, and the cravings hit you full force.

As if on cue, you heard Steve opening the door of the apartment, and you carefully stepped around the boxes on the floor as you walked out of the room. You made sure to shut the door behind you, wanting all the work you had done to be a surprise when Steve went into the room to put the crib together.

You smiled at the sight of your husband shutting the door behind him, and padded down the hall to greet him. When Steve met your gaze, his face immediately lifted into a smile, and once you were in reach, he pulled you in and pressed a quick peck on your lips.

"Sorry I took so long, I had to go to the other side of town just to get the right stuff," he said with a hint of annoyance in his tone.

You giggled softly, causing his smile to widen when you placed a soft kiss to his lips. "I have a surprise for you," you stated.