(Steve x Russian reader) (fluff, cursing, maybe a lil angst)
Y/n's POV
My father was in the basement, as usual, when someone broke in. Running into the basement I spoke quickly, "у нас злоумышленники, отец." (We have intruders, father)
My father and his assistant started working faster when he heard my voice. A few seconds later the door to the basement opened and I yelped, as I was pulled away from my father. I looked up and saw an unfamiliar face. Remembering what I was taught, I fought with my hands. The man couldn't keep up with my speed so he just shot me in my shoulder.
I cried out in pain and anger as he went to my father. My shoulder was bleeding badly. Since I was wearing a shirt underneath my hoodie I took off my shirt and applied pressure to the wound. They took me and my father to a truck so my father told me, "беги моя дочь." (Run my daughter"
"отец, я не могу оставить тебя."(Father I cant leave you), I spoke softly. He then yelled at me to run. I slowly opened the door and jumped out of the truck. Hitting a tree, I fell and passed out. When I woke up, I was in a house with cuffs on my hands.
Suddenly the door opened, I closed my eyes and saw a few people enter. There were mostly males but three females. I heard my cuffs click and felt them fall off my wrists. Someone picked me up and the door opened.
When I was greeted by the cool air of the outside, I opened my eyes and jumped from the person that was holding. As I landed on the ground away from them, I saw a bandage on my shoulder. My bag was still on me and I stood straight, "кто ты?"(who are you)
"I don't understand her, do you, Dustin?" one of the men spoke.
"No. Maybe if Robin was here she could translate.", this time the one named "Dustin" spoke. I could understand them and speak English but I didn't want to give it away. Suddenly another girl popped up out of nowhere saying, "Steve she asked, who are you."
"Russian?", he turned to look back at me but I was in the tree watching them from above while changing.
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My multicolored hair was messy so I braided it into french braids.
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When they were back to where I last saw them they laid on the ground, exhausted. I slid down a vine, upside down and hung there till they saw me. The male named Steve opened his eyes and screamed. As the rest opened their eyes as well, Dustin screamed while I continued laughing. I stopped laughing when I heard a gunshot. Running as fast as I could to the sound, I saw the man who gave me and my father a home with a gun in his hand. Looking to where he shot, I screamed, "ПАПА! НЕТ!"(PAPA, NO)
Steve's POV
We all saw her run and chased after her, when we heard her scream, "ПАПА! НЕТ!" As we got to her she was running at a man that was holding a gun and looked much bigger than she did. She reached back and grabbed something out of her bag. All we saw was her go up and come back down. Then we saw the man's body on the ground.
She walked over to another body and picked him up. When she gave the body to Hopper we faintly heard her voice, "My father he was good man. I'm y/n Romanov. His daughter. You took care of him in his final days. Thank you."
Walking back to us, e/c eyes puffy and red. She closed her eyes and fell onto me, her head in my neck.
Timeskip~sorry~
Still Steve's POV
Me and y/n had become best friends over the time we fought the mind flayer. I also gained a crush on her. One night it was raining, when I heard my doorbell ring. I thought it was a prank, so I ignored it. Then it rang again, as well as pounding on my door. I walked to the door and saw y/n. She was soaked, so I let her in and gave some clothes for a bath. I laid on my bed waiting for her to come out, until I heard a thump and her laughter. Walking to the door slowly, I knocked on it.
When she opened it she asked, "Yes, Stevie-poo?"
"Are you alright?"
"I'm fine. Also.." she said before fully opening the door. As she walked out, she pushed me backwards into my room and onto my bed. When I was on my bed, she was straddling my hips. She leaned closer until our faces were inches apart and she kept looking at my eyes distracting me. Closing the space, her lips touched mine and we kissed. As she pulled away she asked, "Be my boyfriend, Hair-ington?"
"Hair-ington, really? And yes I will" I replied softly, "I also hope you're ready to take care of our adopted children."
"I can be a mom. I'm also hella good at being a mother." She said cutely snuggling into my side, so we could sleep.
