Marvel Preferences and Imagines [completed]

Falcon Imagine for @Blondie25

You sit up, and notice that Sam was already up, probably making himself a bowl of cereal or something.

You were dreading this day. Sam was going to go on a mission, and you were worried. Worried if he would get killed, injured, or captured. The list could go on and on and on.

Eventually, you get out of bed and dress, and get ready for the hard day ahead. You head downstairs, and Sam was packing a backpack. A duffel bag was all ready, sitting by the door.

"I don't want you to go," you whisper, and Sam looks up at you.

"I know," he says. "But I'll be very careful. For you, okay?"

You nod, biting your lip, but you were still unconvinced he was going to be fine.

"Still, Sam," you say. "Can't you cancel out?"

"Y/N, I understand that you're worried," he says. "I get the same way when you're going on a mission. I'll be very careful. And if I get injured or captured, I won't go on another one again, okay?"

You swallow nervously, nod and give him a bone-crushing hug.

"Y/N, are you trying to injure me on purpose so I won't go?" Asks Sam.

"No," you say, "I just want my baby falcon to be safe."

Sam rolls his eyes but hugs you back anyway.