Marvel Imagines

Ch.3 -Steve-sweaters

"What do you want to do tonight?" Steve asked as you walked to your penthouse. You looked at him with confusion. Usually you two just watch TV or attempt to recreate something off of Food Network.

"It's Date night Y/N." He reminds you. " Wait a second. did you forget?" A smile stretching across his face as he opens the door to the building. You roll your eyes sighing.

"Usually I'm getting yelled ta for not remembering!" He teases you shaking his head. "For shame Y/N."

"Yeah yeah, I forgot. I'm sorry. you choose I have work to do." You say kissing him before walking into the elevator. "Can you go get Starbucks? Thanks." You say without waiting for an answer as the elevator doors close.

You had a lot of mission reports to file. "Why am I always on paper work duty? Now I know how Pepper feels." You mutter to yourself looking at your computer monitor.

"Knock knock." Steve says before walking into your office handing you a Starbucks cup. You smile at him before looking back at your screen. You can tell he wants to talk. "Thank you so much. I really needed that. I'm really sorry I have a lot of work to do babe. Can we talk after I finish this?" You ask.

"Y/N, you should take a break." He said rubbing your shoulder blades.

"Mmmmm. feels good." You mutter tilting your head to the side. "But I can't." You sigh his hands dropping hearing your response walking in front of your desk.

"You used to be so into me Y/N. What happened?" He asked. "Did I gain weight?" He said lifting his arms a little spinning in a circle as you laugh.

"I'm still madly in love with you Steve." You say walking around your desk. "You did gain weight." You say smirking hugging him around the middle poking his belly.

"What?!" He said before picking you up. "You're going to regret saying that to Captain America Y/N!" He said running out of your office into the living room.

"No! Put me down! Steeeeeve I have work to do! Coulson's gonna kill me." You say in between giggles.

"Oh so now Coulson's dumb paperwork is more important than your husband! Now you're really in trouble Y/N." He said smirking as he plopped you down gently on the couch.

You scramble a few feet away before he grabs your ankles pulling you back.

"No." You giggle looking at his infectious grin. "Please. Just 15 more minutes. Stevie?" You say combing your fingers through his hair smiling up at him.

"Nope." He says still grinning. "I have things planned." He says.

"You! Mr.Simple, you actually planned something. I'm intrigued." You say with sarcastic smile. He nods before helping you up.

"I laid out something for you to wear for my surprise." He says wiggling his eyebrows leading you into your shared bedroom. You look on the bed and see two sweatshirts. A small sweatshirt that says Wifey next to a large sweatshirt that said Hubby. You look at the sweatshirts then at him laughing hysterically. You've been wanting these for a while now but never remembered to buy them.

"Yeah...I'm not working. Fvck mission reports." You say grabbing your sweatshirt.

"Language" He scolds you grabbing the Hubby sweatshirt. Sticking your tongue out you change into your sweatshirt. You hear the door bell ring.

"Pizza's here." He says eyes wide as he yanked his sweatshirt over his head.

"God I love you." You say walking out to the kitchen. "Red wine or white wine?"You shout looking in the wine cooler. "White." He says with a mouth full of pizza. "I have glasses (your nickname)." He adds.

Jumping onto the bed you grab a slice of pizza. "Aww, you do love me! you bought (your favorite type of pizza) pizza!" You say before kissing him.

"Anything form y wife. We're gonna marathon Scandal." He said looking at the TV.

"From now on you're in charge of date night." You say snuggling up to him under the covers.

"Sounds good to me." He says grinning down at you before kissing you.