How We Met || Chapter 2 || A Steve x ReaderChasing. Running. Laughter. Falling. Falling. FALLING.How We Met || Chapter 2 || A Steve x Reader8 months ago in Romance More Like This
You woke up with a shudder, the small bed creaking underneath you as you sat up. You looked at your room mate and best friend, (Friend), who was still sleeping soundly and sighed. These bad dreams have been coming regularly, and you weren't sure what was sparking them. Rubbing your face in your hands, you reached out to the journal laying on you beside table. You began to write:
This is my tenth letter to you, believe it or not. Three weeks I've been aboard this ship in the sky. It's kind of intimidating actually, with all the techy doohickeys. You wouldn't like it, but then again, you always thought superheroes were just a myth. Turns out their not. I can only help but wonder why I get nightmares when I'm sharing a roof with these super people. Maybe it's because I see something in them. Each and every one of these people on board have had some horrible past event happen to them. I can se
Sketches (SteveRogers/Reader) MARVELHands sweating with anticipation, Steve looked at the large casket before him –his heart throbbing in his fingers. Why was he so agitated? Right, the content of this box was nearly all that was left of the captain’s past life. All SHIELD had found that had belonged to him, had been collected and stored away for his return. After 70 years, he might finally feel in place again in this modern world.Sketches (SteveRogers/Reader) MARVEL1 year ago in Romance More Like This
He held his breath and lifted the lid: the familiar smell of home welcoming him. The lack of actual items that were his was somewhat disappointing, but reasonable: Steve reckoned it must have been hard to trace back his stuff after so long. One thing, however, was surely his. Beneath some old Captain America posters and a dusty old briefcase, a tiny book was muffled away.
Gently, he pulled it from under the rubbish and removed the dust.
The cover was ragged and stained and, inside, the pages had faded. Black smudges and blurry lines were all that was left of its contents. It clearl
How We Met || Chapter 1 || a Steve x ReaderToday is the day. The day you're getting married to the one and only Steve Rogers. To be (Name) Rogers would be the greatest thing to ever happen, and you couldn't believe how starting off working at S.H.E.I.L.D. was how this all started.How We Met || Chapter 1 || a Steve x Reader9 months ago in Romance More Like This
~Two Years Back~
"Alright. I've chosen this housekeeping staff very particularly for the heros we have coming in. It is your job to clean and cook for these honorary guests. It is not your job to get to know and distract them. You do not need to know their favorite color, only if they're allergic to peanuts, shellfish, or carrots. These are a hardworking, busy bunch of extraordinary people, and I expect the best from you." The Housekeeping Director was extremely strict, never allowing the small team to have more than a 10 minute break each day. They barely had time to even sleep.
You were a part of this team. It wasn't like you wanted to clean up after a bunch of snobbish, bossy superheroes. It was more like you had to. Mone
How We Met || Chapter 3 || A Steve x ReaderAll there was, was warmth. It encircled you like a big, strong blanket. But, how could a blanket be strong?How We Met || Chapter 3 || A Steve x Reader8 months ago in Romance More Like This
You opened your eyes to see that you were still in Steve's bed and his arms were wrapped around your waist. He was still asleep and he looked so peaceful, a big difference from the face that you could tell has seen war. They didn't call him the Super Soldier for nothing. Your head was lying on his chest and your legs were entwined in his.
Sleeping in his bed worked. The bad dreams didn't come. Of course, you did have a dream, but it was a good one. It included not being a maid on this ship, but working in the control room. It was a job you would prefer to have. No cleaning. No cooking. No extremely stupid maid dresses. It was nice and perfect.
An alarm beeped on the bedside table and from looking at Steve's face you could tell he was waking up. His face scrunched up from having the sharp beeping cut through to his subconscious mind and he slowly opened his eyes. Before he did any