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You swallowed around the lump in your throat, your brow furrowed so hard that Steve began to worry that it would get stuck in that position. Steve rogers x reader he makes you cry baby. You were grinning when he finally glanced back up at you, handing you one of the glasses and tapping it with his. "Okay, I think I've got all of that. " You opened your mouth as though you were on the edge of talking, and then paused, biting down on your bottom lip.
You added as he glanced up at you. "Would it help if I told you where I think we're at? "That idiot doesn't realise how amazing you are, and that's his loss, " he uttered, breathing in the scent of your shampoo and almost regretting getting so close to you. "I'm free tomorrow night, " you told him, standing back up and giving him a wide smile. Steve rogers x reader he makes you cry 2. "Get unpacking, " he added, watching as you released a small sigh. "Did your big bad boyfriend ditch you? "
For what felt like the hundredth time, she had cancelled your plans at the last minute, after you had already brought the wine and everything. "My best friend was mind-controlled into committing hundreds, if not thousands, of murders. I hope you all enjoy it. Steve looked a little unsure at first, shifting into a better seated position, before finally giving in and reaching for the bottle. "What's been sucky about it? Steve rogers x reader he makes you cry. " A snort of laughter slipped out of you at his comment.
It was a side of you he rarely got to see, and right now he was revelling in it. On the sofa, was Steve stretched out and staring at the screen, which was playing some old black and white documentary. Whenever you're ready. He uttered, and the fake smile dropped from your lips, replaced by an open mouth that left you looking completely lost.
"I think I should go to bed, " you rushed out, your arms crossing over your chest as you came to the sudden realisation that you had never been alone with Steve before. "Yeah, I think that could help. "Well, I think you're really cute, " he started, watching as you began to relax slightly. "No, " you murmured. "Well, if you insist, " he started as he unscrewed the top of the bottle. He'd gone too far, over stepped the boundaries, and now he was unsure of how to step back into safe territory without seeming completely mental. For a moment, Steve looked confused at your comment, and then it was like realisation bloomed on his face, and he released a small snort of laughter.
A small smile pulled at your lips, and you finally allowed yourself to perch on the arm of the sofa. You felt his body stiffen slightly, and quickly forced yourself up and out of his arm. "Thank you for not letting my neurotic tendencies scare you off, " you told him, listening to the small rumble of laughter that fell from him. "There's nothing sadder than drinking wine on your own, " you told him, placing the bottle and glasses down on the coffee table. "I was with my ex for the majority of my adult life. Little bit of info: this is exactly how my mind works. "Cheers, " you chuckled, taking a sip from the glass and releasing a small sigh. "and we only broke up a little over three months ago. You nodded, biting at your bottom lip in an attempt to hold back your smile.
"Hey, " you murmured, moving a little closer and offering him a small smile. Steve sucked in a deep breath, nodding his understanding. He finally uttered, breaking the silence and causing your eyes to flutter open again, fixing on him for a moment before tearing away to linger on the TV. "I don't think you do, " you uttered. A/N - This chapter is based on the song 'Cry to Me' by Solomon Burke.
You nodded, your breathing evening out. "I'm going to end up making assumptions and hurting my own feelings, and that's fine when it's just some random guy, but we work together. A moment later, Steve was pulling you into his side, wrapping his arm around you in an awkward attempt at a hug. He looked like a wounded puppy, and worse, you felt like you had inflicted the wound. We got together when I was a teenager, and I never learnt to flirt, and I never know when people are just being nice or if they're interested-" your words drifted off into nothing, leaving you a little breathless. "Wow, " he uttered, his jaw tensing slightly when you let out a deep breath. "My ex just got engaged, " you told him, shaking your head slightly. "Nat was supposed to be joining me, " you murmured, frowning as you slumped down into the space he'd created for you. It not that you didn't understand, work stuff came up all the time and sometime other things fell to the bottom of the pile of important things to be doing, but you couldn't help but feel a little bitter about it anyway. We need to be able to trust each other and I don't want to risk ruining that just because I'm incapable of knowing the difference between platonic flirting and romantic flirting.
You padded down the hallway towards the living room in your pyjamas, content to just have a glass of wine and watch some shitty tv on your own. If I do, I'll never stop, " you murmured, your chuckle coming out a little too wooden for either of you to think it normal. "Being vulnerable is really hard for me, and I panic when people are even slightly nice to me, and you're being so nice, Steve. "To the girl that he told me I didn't need to worry about when we were together, " you added, a half-hearted laugh dropping from your lips. The two of your were quiet for a moment, the sound of the tv keeping you from complete silence. I parkour from totally fine to panicked frenzy in a matter of moments, especially when it comes to romantic endeavours, and this character comes wildly close to just being me in another universe. In fact, that's like a walk in the park. "Okay, " you uttered, nodding as you ran through everything he had just told you. "Buck's on a mission, " he told you, shifting to make room at the end of the sofa for you. "I know, " you chuckled, a small smile pulling at your lips. "Turns out she's on a mission too. "God, the last couple of weeks have been so sucky; I needed this so bad, " you murmured, leaning back so that your head hung over the back of the sofa. "Well, I certainly feel it. "I'm a pretty good listener, " he uttered, his smile a little awkward as he twisted to face you properly.
You paused for a moment, considering his words, before giving a short nod. "Did I do something wrong? " "Than I guess we're going to have to set a date for that dinner, then. It wouldn't be quite the same as doing in with Nat, but it would have to do. "And I like talking to you. " Steve shook his head. If you have any questions about Ko-Fi please feel free to private message me. The link is available on my profile page. Please consider supporting me for just £3 using Ko-Fi. "That does suck, " he added, reaching out to pat your knee lightly. "You'll pick me up at 8?