"You didn't mean to? Oh, I'm sure you didn't mean to! You 'accidentally' didn't follow my orders Y/N?" Steve spoke to you with harsh words, on the brink of yelling at this point as you backed away from him in your shared apartment within Avengers Tower.
"Listen, Steve, I'm really sorry. I didn't know it would go south that fast-"
"Y/N it doesn't matter. You didn't listen to my orders. MY ORDERS!" At this point, he was yelling. You stood back, holding back tears that were about to produce a waterfall.
"Steve I'm really sorry I thought it would help-"
"Y/N, I'm your direct superior. You should've listened to ME!" He continued to yell. You were shocked that he claimed he was your "superior". No matter what, on the battlefield or not, you were a team.
"Steve we're a team. When we're at work or not-"
"We're a team huh? Well, teams follow their plans Y/N. THEY FOLLOW THE PLANS!" He continued, "Peggy wouldn't have done this." He mumbled under his breath. The fact he brought up Peggy made you even more pissed.
"So now you have the audacity to bring Peggy into this? Huh, Steve? I've never had anything against Peggy, and I know she helped you a lot, but to compare and suggest Peggy is better than me? Are you serious?" I was on the brink of yelling now.
"Yes Y/N. Yes, I'm bringing Peggy into this. She knew what orders were and FOLLOWED THEM. Not only that but she actually fit in her clothes, and wore makeup to look nice!" Now, this had gone way too far, you thought. At this point, tears were streaming from your eyes, as a sour look spread upon your face. You crossed your arms as you marched away from Steve towards the door. You swung it open before fast walking out and towards Natasha's room. "Y/N/N wait." Steve said behind you in the hall.
"Don't Y/N/N me right now Steve! Are you out of your mind? Don't you even think about following me after what just happened? And if you do, don't think I will hesitate to beat your ass." You said your teeth clenched and voice firm. He listened and stayed back. After making it to Natasha's room, and knocking on the door, she opened and saw you crying and immediatly pulled you inside and shut the door before giving you a big hug.
"You're okay honey, you're okay Y/N/N." Nat reassured you. She and you had been pretty inseperable since you joined, and Wanda was also apart of your trio (as you were the only three women Avengers), as was just as close to you. "Do you wanna tell me what happened?"
"FRIDAY?" You spoke.
"Yes, ma'am." She responded.
"Play the footage from Steve and my's apartment."
"Are you sure Miss Y/L/N?"
"Yes." You responded. Nat and you walked to the couch where she watched over the footage like a hawk on its prey. After it wrapped up you could see her fists' clenched and her face straight.
"I have somewhere to go." She told you.
"Nat please I-"
"Y/N, what Steve did to you is not only unacceptable but has crossed about every boundary. I'm surprised you didn't call it quits right there. He deserves this. Every piece of it."
"Nat what are you-"
"The fight is going to be seen."
"Nat please don't-" You said trying, but unable to stand because of your lack of power. You couldn't finish your sentence. Instead, you sat there going through anxiety and semi-panic attack primarily from the fight. You could barely move, and you could only feel the wet, warm tears run down your cheeks.
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"Can I have everyone's attention please?" Nat went marching into the living room where everyone but Steve was sitting. All attention was immediatly on her. "Also FRIDAY, can you call Steve in here? Oh and put on the video from his apartment that I just saw?"
"Yes, Miss."
Then she focused her attention back on the group. "Thank you, everyone, for your attention. I'm here today because although this may seem like a personal problem between our most beloved couple here, well it's more than that now." She said and smiled as Steve walked in. "Steve, take a seat." She said and pointed him to one of the larger chairs facing the television. He immediatly saw the paused footage.
"Natasha please-" he looked at her.
"What Rogers? Care to explain."
"It's just that I- well I-"
"Nat stop." You said walking out, still in a mini-panic attack, pale, and with puffy eyes due to tears. "Don't do this. Steve nor I want anyone to see that footage." Nat looked at you for a moment before nodding and turning it off. All attention was on you.
"Y/N/N what happened?" Wanda asked running over to you and embracing you.
"Yeah what did? We've never seen you like this are you alright? Did somebody hurt you?" Tony asked concerned.
"Wait-" Tony started getting up and looking at Steve. "Did you hurt her Steve?" He asked. Steve looked down at his hands together. "YOU FUCKING HURT HER DIDN'T YOU?" He started sprinting towards him with one fist ready to punch him before Pietro and Clint stepped in to stop him before he could make contact. "Oh am I going to get you, Rogers." He said and smiled a little but thankfully the other two men's powers outdid his. Nat came over to you again and slightly rubbed your back. You saw Steve look at you, and the moment his crystal blue eyes met your y/e/c colored eyes, you turned away and almost ran back to Nat's room. There you laid on the couch and cried. And cried. And cried.
The only other person who ended up seeing the video was Wanda. And she was pissed as well. Eventually, she decided, on her own, to go into his mind. "I see regret," She told you, "He's regretting everything he said. Everything he did to you in that fight. I see remorse, I see anger at himself. But I see his passion and love towards you." She said.
"I'm sure he feels all those ways," you said sarcastically, "But I don't matter. Those feelings are probably towards Peggy." Wanda grabbed your hands and held them in yours.
"What he did to you was wrong. He should've never done that. But please, talk to him Y/N/N." You sighed and looked down.
"I'll talk to him tomorrow. But for now I'm sleeping on the couch in here. I'm not putting up with him right now." Both women nodded at you as you wrapped yourself in a blanket and slowly went to sleep.
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You awoke there next morning still feeling like shit, but eventually rolled out of bed. You and Nat decided to walk out to breakfast in the common room together, and you felt like you looked presentable. At least your eyes weren't red and puffy. As you walked out you saw Bucky and Sam eating at the counter top, being the only two there. They both sent you a sympathetic smile and you sat down with Nat.
Your POV
"I'm sorry." Bucky finally spoke up with a sincere smile.
"It wasn't your fault Buck." I responded with. Sam even looked up from his intense cereal eating.
"Usually I'm with Steve on most situations, but naw, he had no right to do what he did to you." He said moving around his spoon for emphasis.
"So I'm assuming he's told you two the details." I asked rotating my eyes between the two. They both nodded simultaneously. I nodded back. Nat sat down next to Bucky, and laid her head on his shoulder. Honestly, they were a pretty adorable couple. Everyone thought Steve and I were the "it" couple because, well, I don't know. It might've been our height difference (I'm 5'4 and he's 6'2), it might've been the combination of his gentleman personality and my feisty personality. But then again, opposites attract.
"I'm planning on talking with him about it today." I told them, "in a civilized, adult conversation." I added on.
"Good," Bucky says, "because as mad as I am at Steve, he couldn't sleep last night. He's been in the training room for the last 12 hours just punching bags. For 12 HOURS." He said. I nodded. This was typical Steve.
I then got up from the table and departed downstairs to the training room while mentally preparing myself for what I was going to do. I had gone over what I was going to tell him, and how to keep it civilized. Unlike the fight yesterday.
I slowly approached the slightly opened door to the training room. I peered in to see what I expected. Steve punching the shit out of an innocent boxing bag. With no gloves, only tape. I watched for about two minutes before the bag eventually slammed on the back wall. Steve turned around to grab another but saw me. "Y/N?" He asked. I nodded and walked towards him a little. When we were finally about a foot away from each other I looked up at him and he looked back at me. "Look I'm really so-" I interrupted him by kissing him for a long while. When we finally released he seemed to be somewhat relieved. "So you're not mad?" He asked.
"Oh, to be honest I'm pissed. But I love you too much and I wouldn't have broken up with you over this. We've been together for three years, and yes we are going to have a conversation about what was said later, but I can't break up with you over this." He gave a light smile back.
"I love you." He said.
"I love you too." I responded.
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Later on we did have "That" conversation. Steve voluntary tried to take everything Peggy out of the apartment, even after I told him it was fine. He felt too guilty. It took about a week but everything was back to normal. It was just good ol' Steve and Y/N.