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How We Met || Chapter 2 || A Steve x ReaderChasing. Running. Laughter. Falling. Falling. FALLING.How We Met || Chapter 2 || A Steve x Reader in Romance
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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
Piece of Cake || a Steve x Reader"Steve!" you shouted, grinning as you ran down the streets, large brown paper bags in hand, to reach him. "Steve Rogers!"Piece of Cake || a Steve x Reader in Romance
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He turned around, an eyebrow raised until he saw you. He grinned as you stopped in front of him, slightly out of breath from trying to maneuver around all the people while running. "(Name)!" he laughed, turning a light pink from the attention your shouts gave the two of you. It wasn't that he really minded though because it was you. "What have you been up to?"
You giggled, shrugging. "Oh, you know. Same old cake stuff. Well, not the same cake stuff. It's always new icing and fondant and batter... See? New sprinkles," You held up the bag you held, filled to the brim with sprinkles for your cake shop cheeks heating up as you babbled on, and you looked down at your feet with an embarrassed smile.
Steve chuckled before taking the bags from you. You started to protest, but after a look, you sighed and allowed him to walk you down the next few stores to your shop