steve rogers imagines

training

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At 6am most mornings, the Avengers Headquarters was always buzzing with the avengers completing little errands, missions or training sessions. Natasha, Y/N and Clint were already in the gym. Nat and Y/N were in the boxing ring, testing each other to the limits. There were quite a few grunts and moans (not sexual) and soon after blood was being spilt. Y/N was knocked to the ground, lip slightly bleeding. 

'Oh how you're going to pay for that Nat', Y/N said as she lift herself up off the red mat. 

'I'd like to see you try', Natasha smirked, raising her powerful hands in front of her. While their boxing match was going on, most of the avengers snuck into the room without the girls noticing, including Steve. Y/N had managed to punch Natasha to the ground with a loud thud. 

'Sorry', Y/N said, moving her stray hair out of her face as well as spitting into the bucket into which Clint was holding. She took Natasha's hand, lifting her up and turning around to see the many curious sets of eyes observing their little boxing match.

'This is better than the boxing on TV', Sam said, slightly impressed with Y/N's abilities. The girls rolled their eyes, sliding under the ropes and grabbing their towels from the bench. 'I bet you couldn't do better', Natasha replying to Sam, challenging him. 

'How much do you bet?', Sam asked, willing to challenge Nat.

'Sam', Steve called out.

'Fine, but I would still win'

'In your dreams.'

While the bickering was ending, y/n was getting ready for the post-boxing gym session. Steve was observing them from a distance, making sure not to get caught.

'Just ask her out', Bucky was now standing aside Steve, on the verge of laughing at Steve's shocked expression.

'It's not that simple'

'Yes it is,  you're the world's expert on waiting too long.' Steve was left with that statement, not realizing y/n was now in front of him.

'Steve? You ok?', Steve snapped out of his trance, now staring at y/n's eyes.

'Yeah I'm fine', his cheeks turned a bright red, now looking down at the ground.

'You sure?', y/n grabbed his hand, looking with adoration in her eyes.

'Yeah.'

'Come on, teach me how to box.' With that being said, y/n and Steve went over to the punching bags. 

He put his large hands around their waste, adjusting their position. Inside, y/n was freaking out. They were in love with the Captain America himself, but always thought he was too good for them.

'Have a go at punching now.' He stepped back, observing them. y/n swung, hitting the bag with such force the bag fell.

'Wow. You're better than I thought.' If Steve wasn't impressed with y/n before, he sure was now.

'Thanks Steve', y/n kissed his cheek, as a thanks and because they were in love with him.

Without thinking, Steve placed his large hand on y/n's cheek, slowly placing his lips on their's. y/n passionately kissed him back, adrenaline rushing through their veins. They had never felt this way about anyone before.

'I have been waiting a while to do that.' Steve smiled shyly.

'Me too.' 

Steve's eyes lit up with happiness as he finally gotten the one he wanted.