I fell In love with the Captain (Steve x Reader)

Chapter 7

Y/N POV
I fell back asleep in Steve's grasp, last night he did not hold back. Let me tell you that. When I woke up again, Steve was out of the bed and i couldn't see him in his room. I could smell something really good, soaring through the air though. I slowly got out of the bed, stretching my arms above my head. I found one of his shirts in his closet and slipped it on. I walked out into his common area, where the kitchen was attached. I held my arms over my chest and leaned in the door frame. I could see he was making waffles. He remembered those our my favourite breakfast food. I can't believe he actually remembered. That made me like him even more.
"Uh hm." I said. He turned to me smiling
"Morning Captain." I smirked
"Morning Sweetheart." I blushed instantly at those words escaping his hot lips. I felt my legs go weak and I quickly wrapped my hand around the door frame to help me not fall down. I cleared my throat and sat down at this little dining table he had.
"How long have you been up?" I asked, Playing around with salt and pepper shakers.
"Oh for like an hour. After you fell back asleep, I fell asleep shortly after. Than I woke up and started making food. Hoping you would smell it and wake up." He chuckled.
"Well mission accomplished." I giggled.
I looked over at the clock he had on his wall.
"Shit! It's ten thirty. Aw Steve sorry for sleeping in." I rubbed my forehead.
"Don't worry about it. We don't have work today. It's Saturday." He smiled and placed down a waffle with whipped cream and strawberries on it.
"Oh ya." I sighed. "Wow, Steve this looks amazing." I smiled.
"I hope it tastes as good as it looks." He laughed nervously.
"It will be great." I took a bite and he looked at me nervous.
"Holy shit!"
"Language." He laughed
"Whoops sorry, This is just really good. Like the best waffle I have ever had." I couldn't stop eating it. I was so sad when I looked down and my plate was empty.
"So I'm guessing you liked it?"
"Ya. It was amazing."
"Yay." He gave a goofy grin. Causing us both to laugh. I started picking up the plates and he grabbed my wrists. A Flashback of last night going through my head.
"I can do it Y/N." He smiled. I brought myself back to reality and shook my head.
"No Steve, I can do it." I stomped my foot in a playful way. He slumped back in his chair defeated.
"Okay fine, Next time though. I'm cleaning dishes." He said grinning. I placed the dishes down and turned to him.
"Next time?" I smiled with hope, I really liked him and I wanted there to be something between us.
"I mean..."He started rubbing the back of his neck nervously.
"I...I would like there to be a next time. Uh, I don't know." He huffed and looked at the floor.
I knew he was trying to tell me that he liked me, He was doing such a terrible job at hiding it.
"Steve." He looked up at me. I took a deep breath. "I like you to." I smiled.
"Oh my goodness." He huffed and smiled. "Ya I really like you, Like a lot." He smiled. I walked over to him and he stood up.
"Will you be my girlfriend?" He asked
"I would love to be." I smiled and he slowly leaned in, Our lips touching. His hands wrapped tightly around my waist, Mine cupped his face. We continued to kiss, I swear I could hear the sound of fireworks going off. I pulled away first and stared into his eyes.
"Now I'm gonna go do the dishes." I smirked and walked away.
I was just finishing up the last dish when Steve came into the kitchen and grabbed my waist. Another image from last night going through my brain.
"What do you wanna do toady?" He caressed my cheek with his thumb.
"Well, I don't know. You probably know New York City more than me. I don't get out much." I giggled.
"I'm the same, I much prefer staying home than going out." He laughed.
"I mean there's this really cute bakery I've been wanting to go to. We don't have to though, I don't want to force you." I gave a weak smile.
"No, Not at all. A bakery actually sounds nice. Than maybe we could just go cruising on my motorcycle."
"Steve that sounds great." I kissed him again. I could get used to just kissing him whenever I feel like it. He kissed me back just as passionate.
"But I need some better clothes than work clothes. Can we swing by my apartment on our way."
"Ya, of course." I got dressed in my work clothes and took off on his motorcycle.
"Here, this building." I pointed with my finger at the crappy looking building.
"You live here?" He asked stunned. He helped me off the bike.
"Ya, sadly. It's cheap though for a broke college student." I laughed. "Okay I'll be right back." I rushed inside. Mason was making coffee and when I entered he looked pissed off.
"What?" I asked, slipping off my shoes.
"Where were you?" He asked
"Uh, why do you care?" I laughed. I rushed into our room and he followed.
"Because I care about you and wanna make sure your okay." He said
"Mason I'm fine, now turn around." He spun around as I slipped on black tights a yellow crop top and black flats.
"Were you with Captain America?" He asked, gasping. He spun around as I was putting on my shirt.
"Dude. Yes I was with him. Now I really have to go." I pushed by him and re applied some lipstick. Mason grabbed my arm and stopped me from leaving.
"Mason I have to go." I pleaded.
"Don't be an idiot, all right?" He smiled.
"I won't." I gave him a quick hug and raced down the hallway.