Steve x Reader

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set during age of ultran. The jets have come to take everyone of the island that was floating high above. You tried to save a young woman whom was hanging off the side of the island, the rubble under you just as you reached her. You both dropped, Steve grabbed you by the hand and threw you back up too Tony who put you onto the big rafts that was about to take off.

"We can't save everyone. We need to leave." Tony said as you attempted to save a young looking woman. "Just. Give. Me. A. Minute." You said as you tried to reach her, you were a few centimetres from her and the rubble gave out, she dropped before you did, you closed your eyes and waited for the impact but it didn't come. When you opened your eyes you were flying in the air in Tony's arms.

You stormed off the moment the jet doors opened, you rushed past the agents who had come to great you and the others, there was only one thing you wanted to do and that was let some steam off.

You rushed too your room and pulled off your suit and slipped into your gym stuff:

You rushed too your room and pulled off your suit and slipped into your gym stuff:

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Picked up your headphones and went straight to the gym. You took time in wrapping your fists, you knew that you were going to be there for some time and you didn't want to injure yourself too badly. You turned on your music and begun sparring with the bag.

The avengers sat down to have dinner, Steve walked into the dining room and noticed you weren't there. "Has anyone seen y/n?" He asked, "I think I saw her earlier?" Natasha said putting a piece of carrot in her mouth. "She's in the gym." Tony said as he walked past with an iPad. "She's been there since we got back?" Steve questioned more than asked, Tony shrugged his shoulders.

Steve walked to the gym and stood outside as he heard you grunting and the punching bag chains clanging together, he opened the door and leant against the frame. "Hey." Steve said, after a few seconds you didn't answer, "I know you don't want to talk, but it happens to all of us. I understand." He said, you didn't respond, Steve became a little frustrated, he walked a little faster towards you. "Not talking about it won't help." Steve said, you ignored him again, he rubbed his hand over the back of his neck, "Y/N." Steve said in a stern voice.

Your main focus was on the music blaring in your ear and your fists connecting with the punching bag. The first time you'd stopped in the past few hours was for a drink of water, but this time it was a burnt force that stopped you.

As you were pulled back you looked up to see who it was, Steve looked back down at you, you pulled your headphones out. "What the hell Steve?" You said pulling your arm from his grip, his face lightened once he saw that you had head phones in. "I'm sorry, I was speaking and I thought you were ignoring me." He said, "and that makes it okay for you grab my arm?" You said crossing them, "no, no, it doesn't. I was just concerned. I wanted to make sure your okay." He said.

You walked away from him and started to punch the bag again, Steve was one of the people you could actually open up to on the team. "I could have saved her Steve. I just got to her, I almost had her hand. Then I was on a damn raft." You said punching harder each time.

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