Marvel Imagines

Notice (Steve)

You always try to flirt with Steve, make it known that you like him, but he is always too casual about you. It seems like he never notices

⚠️Warning: some strong language, slight smut

You wore his favourite colour today, navy blue tonight. Smiling, you entered the room, hoping to catch his eye. He sat there, going through the news tab

"Hey cap" you greeted

"Hello y/n" he briefly looked at you with a small smile

It's been a while since you noticed

"What you doing?" You tried to make conversation

He waved the device at you

I feel like you been losing focus

"Okay. I'll see you around then" You mumbled before leaving

He looked as though it didn't even make a difference

You lost the fire where the smoke is, uh-huh

You went to your room, shut the door and leaned against it, feeling overwhelmed by all the emotions you were feeling. You held the fabric of your cloth, beneath which you wore a new Victoria's Secret Lingerie, only to impress him but it was all for naught

I don't think you know what I've been doing,
What I got on, for you to take off

You needed him to see you, he needed to see what you were doing for him. This was the last time that you were trying because it was too much for your heart to take. You put on the lightest makeup, let your hair down and sprayed on vanilla cherry perfume.

You walked up to him, while he was working out alone in the gym. He always did solo training at night while he trained others during the day. He was shirtless and wearing loose jogger's, sweat dripping down his back.

I don't think you notice

He was busy doing pull ups, with music blasting through his headphones. He didn't even see you enter the room

I don't think you care

You slowly stood behind him, using your powers to turn off the music. He stopped, turning to face you. You saw the way his chest heaved up and down, distracting you.

"Hey y/n" he said softly

"Um Steve I had to ask you something" you whispered

The electricity between you both was dynamic and you wondered if he felt it too.

"What is it?" He nudged

Tell me that you notice

"i-i need to know" you trailed off

So what's the point of wearing nothing, if you never notice, the sex in the air

"Steve, have you ever liked me?" You blurted

He wore a shocked expression, not saying a word. He looked at you sadly. Was he pitying you?
Well now you knew why he never acknowledged your attempts. You smiled at him and walked back to your room, thinking how could you have been so stupid.

Can you please tell me that you notice?

You sat on the edge of your bed, rubbing off all of your makeup, changing into pajamas and tying your hair into a bun. You weren't as important for him to notice you. You chuckled at yourself and switched on Netflix, flicking through the movies. Choosing "The Imitation Game" you cozied in your blanket.

A knock through 15 minutes of the movie grabbed your attention.

"Who is it?" You asked

"It's me, Steve"

Your heart stopped for a while

"Can i come in?" He asked

You opened the door, not daring to look up at him. He walks you back and towers over you as you get cornered by the wall. He takes your chin and make you look at him.

"I have always noticed y/n, because you are the part I look most forward to in the entire day" with that he smashes his lips on yours, gently lifting you as your hands were in his sandy hair. You snatched some air before kissing him again. In the locked room, just you and him, so close that even air wasn't permitted to get between you two.

You are the only one I notice.