avengers imagines

let her be || steve rogers (request)

requested by XxAquilanxX sorry it took so long for me to write!

your p.o.v.

"fuck.." i whispered as i sat down next to tony in the quinjet. my face was bleeding and my whole body was sore. at least, i thought, the mission was a success, though i was exhausted and wanted nothing more than to come home to my boyfriend, steve. that's all i need to feel better.

"you alright, kiddo? tony asked. he was like an older brother to me, and i loved him to death. "yeah, just tired." i responded with a soft smile. he handed me a chocolate bar that he had stashed somewhere.

"thank you." i said, gratefully accepting the candy. not only was i exhausted, i was also starving.

we finally landed after what felt like forever. tony offered to help me out as i was having a hard time walking. "you sure you're alright? you don't need help or anything?" tony asked as i had told him that i could walk on my own. that was tony. the overprotective avenger.

i limped my way to steve and i's bedroom. i opened the door, just excited to see steve. i wasn't prepared to see steve and my sister, natasha making out on my bed.

"what the hell?!" i yelled, causing both of them to jump. natasha immediately got off of steve and covered herself with a blanket. i could see that she was only in her bra and steve was shirtless.

tears already formed in my eyes. my head was spinning, and the pain in my legs wasn't helping me either. i tried to run away from the scene as fast as i could, but i stumbled onto the ground, unable to hold myself up any longer.

instead of getting up, i stayed on the ground, sobbing. i didn't even have the energy to get up. "y/n!" steve called after me, very easily finding me on the ground. i mean, i wasn't hiding.

he sat down next to me, not saying a word. all he did was wrap his arms around me. if i hadn't seen him and nat devouring one another just a second ago, i would've enjoyed his large arms around me.

but now? after seeing that he cheated one me? with my own sister? "get the fuck away from me!" i yelled, tears staining my face. he stood there with guilt plastered all over his face.

"i fucking hate you!" i yelled. i don't. but it seemed right at the moment.

i find it ironic how if i never saw him and my sister together, "i hate you" would've turned into "i love you."

"i'm sorry..." he mumbled. he knew damn well that those words didn't mean jack shit to me anymore.
what more can he even say? he can't turn back the time. and if being completely honest, if i never caught them, he wouldn't even be apologizing in the first place.

where even is natasha, anyway?

"i never want to fucking see you ever again." i said, finally getting up. he looked up at me with those sad eyes. those beautiful, ocean blue eyes that i fell in love with.

i began to finally walk away. walk away from him.

i didn't want him to follow me, but i was a bit sad when i realized he wasn't chasing after me, begging me to not go.

i made my way to the garage, grabbing a random key to one of tony's cars that he probably hasn't used in years.

where was i even gonna go? i had no plan whatsoever, but right now any place is better than here. any place is better than wherever steve and natasha are.

steve's p.o.v. (4 hours later)

"did any of you guys take my car?" tony asked, walking into the kitchen where natasha and i sat in silence.

instead of giving him a real response, i just shook my head. "hey, what's with the sad faces guys?"

"i don't wanna talk about." i replied. tony looked confused, but he immediately dropped it, knowing that we won't budge. "have any of you guys seen y/n? i've been calling her and she hasn't picked up."

my heart ached at the mention of her name. among other things, natasha and i shot worried expressions at one another.

"can you try calling her again?" i asked, panic evident in my tone. he picked up his phone, dialing her. after many, many rings, it went straight to voicemail. "hey, it's y/n! leave a message, or don't! bye, have a nice day!" her recorded message said.

"shit." i mumbled, holding my head in my hands. i could hear natasha sniffling, and i was surprised to look up and see her crying, which she never does.

"does anyone wanna tell me what's wrong??" tony was starting to worry, too. "i messed up.." i whispered, telling him what happened, making myself want to vomit as i remembered the horrible things i did to her.

"WHAT THE FUCK!?" tony yelled. "SHE'S FUCKING GONE BECAUSE OF YOU GUYS?!"

"all of your cars have trackers, right?" i asked, trying to find any way to make sure she was safe. tony thought for a second.

"right??" i asked.

"no." he said. "no??" natasha questioned.

"what the fuck do you mean-"

"no. you fucked this up. this is on you guys. give her space. i don't want any of you near her." he scolded. i've never seen this side of tony before, and i was horrified.

"but what if she's in danger-"

"y/n is.. strong. she can handle herself."

and for the first time in a very long time, i cried, too. i wasn't the one who got hurt, so why am i acting like a baby? i wasn't the one who got my heart shattered.

god, i can't even imagine what y/n must be going through...

a/n: hope you like it! also, sorry for the lack of posts. as like most people, school started back up for me and its really hard me to find time to write atm, i hope you understand:)