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My Hero part 2 {Steve Rogers}

*Captain America: The First Avenger*

You were sitting in the bar Steve asked you to meet him at, anxiously awaiting his arrival. You looked at your watch then played with the hem of your skirt.

When you heard somebody enter the door, you looked at it, hoping to see Steve but instead saw Bucky.

He smiled at you ans you smiled back. When he reached you, he kissed your cheek and sat across from you.

"Hey, hon," he greeted.

"Hey, Buck," you greeted back. "Where's Steve?"

"Actually, he's right outside."

"Really? That's great," you smiled then got up to leave.

Bucky grabbed your arm and gave you a certain look.

"But he wanted me to tell you not to freak out when you do see him," he said.

"Why would I freak out?" you asked.

"Because he looks.... different now," he answered vaguely.

"Because of the war?" you asked.

"I guess you could put it like that."

"Bucky," you began. "Steve didn't judge me because of how I looked and I'm not about to do that to him."

You went outside and saw nobody there.

"Steve?" you questioned.

"Y/N," he said back.

"Where are you?" you asked.

"Promise me you won't freak out," he said.

You rolled your eyes playfully and put a hand over your heart.

"I promise I won't freak out, Steve," you promised.

He stepped out from the darkness and stood in front of you. You were shocked, to say the least. Steve was no longer that scrawny little guy that you met in the alley. He was now over 6 feet tall with a muscular build.

"Y/N?" he questioned, seeing as you weren't saying anything. "You okay, doll?"

"You look... different," you said then let out a little chuckle. "Bucky wasn't kidding."

Steve chuckled too.

"Yeah, I guess so," he agreed. "You're not freaked out by any of this?"

"I mean, it's weird but you're still you, Steve," you smiled. "And that's all that matters."

Steve picked you up and spun you around while kissing you lovingly.

"I love you, Y/N," he said when he finally put you back down. "You know that? I love you so much."

"I love you too, Steve," you told him.

"Now come on, let's go back home."

"But Bucky is still in the bar," you said.

"He can take care of himself. Right now, I want to take care of you."