Marvel Imagines

Steve Rogers Imagine #2

Today, your best friend, Steve Rogers, was coming over for dinner. You hadn't seen him in months, because of Shield stuff... It was too confusing. Anyways, excitement bubbled up inside you as you set the table, laying out a nice dinner complete with candles. You jump as there's a knock at the door, and run to answer it. Steve stands there, dressed in jeans and a t-shirt; holding a bouquet of daises. He grins crookedly as you blush. "Hey, Y/N, nice to see you," he says softly, as you crush him in a hug. He grins dome your back, returning the embrace. "I missed you," you mumble into his shirt, pulling away, and blushing more. You step out of the doorway. "Come in, it's freezing out here!" He steps in, handing you the bouquet awkwardly. "Uh... Here," his face flushes red. You smile, taking them from him gently. "Thanks, Stevie. They're beautiful," you skip off to the kitchen to get a vase, as he chuckles, going to the dining room. You follow, sitting across from him. You two chat and laugh together, catching up. It's pure bliss, having him here, and having him happy. You missed him terribly, and you worried about him every second he was gone. You must've zoned out, because now he was waving his hand in front of your face. "Y/N? You okay?" He asks, concern lacing his words. You snap out of it, nodding quickly. "Yeah, sorry." You blush, standing. "Want to watch a movie?" You ask to change the subject. He nods, watching you warily. The two of you crash in the living room, your limbs tangled together in the blankets. You're laughing more than watching the movie, paying more attention to Steve than to it. A while later, you yawn, rubbing your tired eyes. "Tired?" Steve asks, breaking his eyes from the tv screen to look at you. "Nah." You shake your head, resting it on his shoulder. He wraps his arms around you, shifting your head to his chest, and laying down slowly. You smile, snuggling closer. "There," he murmurs, tucking the blanket closer around you. "Night night Stevie." You mutter sleepily, your eyelids drooping. He smiles, kissing the top of your head. "Night, Beautiful," he whispers, looking down at you lovingly. You smile more, falling asleep to the rhythmic beating of his heart and his steady breathing. He falls asleep shortly after, his snores only aiding you in your slumber.

A/N: Yo yo yo, what's up? Uhh so I did this, and I was going to say something else, but I forget. Bye! ~Livi