Avengers Imagines

Steve Rogers Fluff ~ Confessions [1]

"Ugh." You stumble into the kitchen and put some water on for coffee. "Y/N? Is that you?"

"Steve?" Steve is sitting-well more like flopped-on the couch, and you smile, wondering how long he had been there. "I'm making coffee, do you want some?"
"I'd love some, thanks," he replies gratefully. You pull two mugs from a cupboard and set them down next to the kettle. "Y/N! Capsicle!" Steve rolls his eyes and you chuckle as Tony walks in. "You going somewhere?" you ask. Tony is dressed in plainer clothes, ones that he usually wears under the suit. "Yeah, I have a mission today," he says as you head into the kitchen to pour the coffee. Steve smiles softly as you hand him his mug. "Thanks, Y/N," You blush, thinking about the feelings you've had for the super soldier since day one. "Well what are you doing up so early, Y/N?" You look at the time and notice it's only 8:30. "Natasha and I were training, we've been up since about 5:15," you reply. "Hey Y/N! I had a great time this morning, you're really improving!" Natasha comes in, her hair damp. She must have showered, you think as you realize you're pretty sweaty and still in leggings and a sport bra. You sip your coffee, watching Steve pick up his sketchbook from the table, turning it to a blank page. He turns to face you, glancing up and drawing as he does. "Hey Stevie boy, whatcha drawing?"

"Nothing." Steve shifts, hiding the contents of his book from Tony's view. Tony smirks as he makes a bowl of cereal. "Tonesssss! You wouldn't mind dropping me in Huntsville on your way to Chile, would you? I'm meeting Clint for our mission."
"Sure Tasha. I have to pick up Brucie and Thor in Miami, so it's basically on the way."
"Great, then wheels up in 10," Natasha called as she headed out, picking up a duffel she left by the door to the garage. "What about you, Steve?" you ask. "I haven't got anything for the next three days," he replied. You could hear the thankfulness in his voice that he finally got a break, and you can't help but smile. "Well you guys get the compound to yourselves today then!" Tony said, putting his bowl in the sink. "Well, you guys have fun. Bye Y/N, bye Rogers!"

"Bye Tony!" You and Steve call as Tony leaves out the garage door, and you look up at Steve. "Got any plans?" He closes the leather book, and walks over to you.

"Well," he says, taking your hand, "There were a few things I'd had in mind."