and then Steve Rogers x Reader - The Only One [part 1] and Steve Rogers x Reader - The Only One [part 2].
You were looking around; searching for anything that would remind of the file folders or something else that could contain them, but there wasn’t anything like that. While you were stepping over the remains of the Iron Legion armors, you saw something blinking behind the front head plate of one of them. You knelt down and looked closer, before removing the plate to find there a small camera device, one of those from personal prototype stash of Tony Stark himself, the stash that nobody else could even touch. The stash that was locked somewhere inside the Stark Tower only Tony Stark knew where, besides JARVIS of course.
“I’m coming for you, Anthony Edward Stark,” you mouthed while looking straight into camera’s lens.
Then you put the camera on the roof and took Captain America’s shield, which Rogers left leaning against one of the armors, and you smashed the device with it, using your full force, and crushing it into tiny pieces.
Steve was looking at you clearly confused of your actions. That wasn’t something that you used to do. Hell, this whole thing was very far away from being your typical day. Rogers was considering you as a geek type similar to Stark, but without tons of money, huge ego and being a superhero. Now, you proved him that you were as skilled in fight as the Avengers were, even if you didn’t have any experience in real combat situations and any special powers.
“That was… intense?” Steve said after you hand him his shield. He wasn’t sure how to call your little emotional outburst.
“It was a set-up,” you informed him.
“No, it’s just one and only Tony Stark. I really hope that he’s a fast runner; otherwise, his own ass will go faster than he will, because I’m going to kick it that hard.” You were clearly mad at Stark and you wanted to get even with him.
“So, you’re saying that he sent the Iron Legion here and made them to attack us? For what?”
“Because he’s bored or he doesn’t have anyone around to play pranks on them? Who knows?” You shrugged, though you were more than just interested in the reasons behind Stark’s childish behavior. “Bruce is out of town for some conference and there is no Hulk threat to anything that dumbass genius can come up with.”
“Do you know where we can find him?” Steve asked, securing the shield with his right hand.
“Upstate, in the training compound,” you answered. ”Where else he would go? It’s either here or there and he’s not here. It would be too easy to stay in the Stark Tower with the power down and everything else locked up.”
“Count to five and pull the cord’s handle,” Steve instructed you.
Before you could ask him what he was talking about, he grabbed your hand and started to run towards the roof’s edge. Willingly or not, you had no choice but to follow him. He didn’t stop at the edge, jumping off over it with the full speed and taking you with him. If it were your first parachute jump, you would probably have a heart attack. It was something else to throw somebody in at the deep end and a very different thing to make them jump off from the highest building in the New York City. Rogers let go of your hand after a few seconds so your chutes wouldn’t collide when you deployed them. You counted to five and then pulled the chute’s cord, mentally sighing when the chute opened and now you were slowly gliding towards the plaza in front of Stark’s building.
The landing wasn’t as smooth as you got used to during the training, but then you were landing on the grassland not on the flagstones. When you touched the ground, you felt the energy of the hit in all of your bones and it wasn’t a nice feeling. Steve was already on the ground, his weight making him go down faster than you did. You started to gather the canopy and all the lines when you saw him walking towards you with gathered chute under one arm and holding his shield in the other hand.
“Any idea how we get a ride?” he asked, looking around as if he was trying to find out a car to steal.
“I can manually open the gates to the underground garage,” you spoke, wrapping the lines around the rolled up canopy. “It was installed there because of the fire department’s recommendation and security reasons.”
You felt weird now with such amount of adrenaline overflowing your body. You had never felt like this, not even during the S.H.I.E.L.D.’s training. It could be the fact that this was real and until minutes before you didn’t know that all of this was a game play arranged by Stark. Inside your mind, you were planning many different scenarios for meeting with him. They had one thing in common – in all of them Tony Stark was severely punished for what he had done, begging you to stop over and over again.
“Let’s go there.”
A few minutes later, you were standing by the closed gate, your parachutes lying neatly on the ground by the wall. Rogers took out his phone again to give you some light to see what you were doing. After you opened the panel’s cover, you could see an old-fashioned lever that was connected to some counterweights inside of the walls. Stark was inspired with the classic mechanism from castles’ gates and drawbridges and he thought that it would be funny to have that kind of stuff in his building. You tried to pull down the lever but it didn’t budge even a tiny bit.
“Let me do this,” Steve said, handing you his shield and the phone.
You saw his muscles working when he started to push the lever down. You both heard faint rumble inside the wall and then the gate started to go up slowly but steadily.
“I guess that it was made for Hulk’s strength,” you said after the gate was fully opened and you heard this characteristic click when it was blocked from falling down. “Or Tony just forgot to keep it properly greased.”
You didn’t waste any more time and you walked inside. It was completely dark there; however, Steve’s phone was giving a good amount of light. You easily found one of the cars that were used by Stark’s security. The spare keys were hidden in a box under the hood. You took them out and then tossed them to Steve who caught them mid-air.
“You’re driving,” you said, knowing that this whole adrenaline high was going to wear off soon and you wouldn’t want to be at the wheel when it was going to happen.
You got inside the car while Steve stashed his shield on the floor behind the passenger’s seat. Then he got into the driver’s seat and started the engine. After a few moments of looking for the switch to turn on lights, you left the garage. You quickly set up navigation system to guide you to the Avengers compound and then you looked at your right hand still encased in the piece of Iron Legionary armor. It looked as if you had a robotic arm and felt very weird. You thought that you probably should take it off but then you would be left with the bare arm since you cut off the sleeve of your jacket.
“What are we going to do once we get there?” Steve asked when you drove out of the city.
“We won’t do anything,” you answered. “I, on the other hand, am going to beat the shit out of him.” There was ominous note in your voice mixed with complete seriousness. “Especially if it was him who’s stolen those files,” you added, staring through the side window on the darkness outside.
Nobody knew what you were doing before joining the S.H.I.E.L.D. and the Avengers, nobody except for Nick Fury. Your past was dark and you preferred to keep it away from the life you had now. However, if it wasn’t Tony who took the files, you knew that you were going to spend years in prison. You also knew that there wasn’t a place on this planet where you could hide from S.H.I.E.L.D. and this was far worse than imprisonment. Escape wasn’t an option when they were going to catch you in the end.
Your mind was filled now with hundreds if not thousands of different scenarios, trying to find another solution to something that had only one answer. To make it even worse, the adrenaline’s level decided to drop all the way down right now and the shock from what you had experienced took its toll on you. Your hands started to tremble and you felt sick all of the sudden and out of a breath.
“Pull over,” you said.
“Steve, pull over! Now!”
Rogers complied and stopped the car on the side of the road. You didn’t wait for it to stop rolling completely, jumping out of it you run between the trees growing on the road, leaning on one of them with your right hand - still encased with part of armor - while you threw up your last meal. You heard Steve’s steps behind you so you quickly wiped your mouth with the sleeve of the jacket.
“(Name)? Are you okay?” Rogers asked you.
You turned around to answer him and the move made you feel very dizzy. After making a step towards him, you started to collapse, but thanks to his super reflexes Steve caught you before you hit the ground. You didn’t answer his question, being already unconscious.
“(Name)!” Rogers called you and when he didn’t heard any response, he checked your pulse. It was slow and not as strong as it supposed to be.
He took you back inside the car and drove to the Avengers compound as fast as possible, breaking at least a dozen of traffic laws.
* * *
You heard some muffled voices. Your head felt heavy and as if, it was wrapped with a thick layer of foam. You also heard a steady beeping sound. Slowly, your senses started to come back to their normal level of awareness and you could feel that you were lying on something warm, rather soft, and very comfortable. It took some time for you to open your eyes gradually. The expected white brightness didn’t show up. The room’s lights were turned off except the small lamp in the corner which soft light were casting some shadows on the walls.
On your left was a wide window with vertical blinds pushed to one side partially. You could see that Steve and Tony were standing there on a corridor, arguing about something you couldn’t hear through the closed door. Rogers looked very pissed off at Tony who had a split lip and a black eye. ‘What the hell?’
Lucky for you, a nurse decided to check on you. She walked in and froze with her hand on the doorknob, halfway to close them. You gestured to her to stay quiet and leave the door slightly open, so you could hear what the two men were fighting about, then you let the woman check you up, asking for some water and something to kill the bad taste in your mouth.
“Do I have to punch you one more time, Stark?” Steve’s angry voice was a bit scary. “(Name) almost died because of your stupid ideas. It’s your fault she’s here with a concussion. Have you ever thought how big impact your actions have on people around you?”
Stark stood there, trying not to back away from the legendary Captain America, though you could notice that it took a lot of his willpower. He was only a human after all, not a super soldier.
“It wasn’t supposed to be like that at all. The Iron Legion was programmed to take her with them and you should go to rescue her. Not my fault that you both decided to destroy my work.”
“Do you even hear yourself? They were shooting at us, with live ammunition! How that supposed to look like innocent kidnapping?! And why, for the God’s sake, you decided to do something so ultimately dumb?”
It seemed that Rogers started to calm already, being too tired after everything what had happened that night.
“I admit that my plan backfired, but I had good intentions!” Tony protested and seeing Rogers’ clenching fists, he continued. “Do you really think that we all are blind and we haven’t seen how are you staring at (Name)? Even Point Break already noticed that you’re in love with her. All of us tried to push you into her arms and you were too stubborn or clueless or simply stupid to notice that and the way she was looking at you or talking about you. However, I think that (Name) is way too smart to waste her life with someone who apparently can’t appreciate her the way she deserves to.” Stark turned around on his heel and walked away, while you were staring through the window dumbfounded.
“Sweetie, are you okay?” the nurse asked you. “Don’t worry yourself for Mr. Stark. He’s alright, nothing what a nice cold bag of frozen peas wouldn’t heal.”
You turned your gaze to the woman who was giving you a warm smile, while she checked your vitals and scribbled them in your chart.
“Did Steve really punch Tony?” you asked her.
“Right after he brought you to our doctor and Mr. Stark showed up here. If it wasn’t for Mr. Thor and Mr. Barton it would end up very badly. You’re a lucky girl to have such a wonderful man in your life.” The nurse hanged the chart on your bed. “Your vitals are perfect now, but you have to be very careful in the next few days. The doctor will check on you later. I let Mr. Rogers know that you’re awake.”
She left the room, after helping you to sit on the bed, and you saw her talking to Rogers quietly. She smiled at him and patted him on the arm before she walked away. You were curious of what she told him. You still couldn’t wrap your head around what Tony said about Steve’s feelings towards you. You weren’t sure if it was even true and you didn’t have a time to think about it more because Steve decided to come in.
“Hey,” he said, pulling the only chair closer to your bed and sitting on it. “How are you feeling?” Steve took your hand and into his.
“Much better now than when I was puking on that roadside,” you answered, giving him a small smile, feeling the warmth seeping into you from his fingers. You took a look at his hand and you noticed that his knuckles are a bit raw. “Steve, did you really have to punch Tony?”
You saw a faint shade of red on his cheeks. “He deserved that.”
“Maybe he did, but punching him is not the best way to make him aware of what he did wrong. He had, after all, good intentions from what I’ve heard him saying.”
Now, Rogers’ face was almost bright red when he realized that you heard him arguing with Stark. You braced yourself for what you wanted to ask him.
“Was it true? What has Tony said about your feelings for me?”
There was a long moment of silence, while Steve was staring at your fingers laced together.
“Yes,” he finally answered, looking straight into your eyes. “I’m in love with you, (Name).”
You blinked astonished that Stark’s suspicions were so true. Then a shy smile appeared on your lips while a wave of pure happiness started to fill your body, giving you the courage you needed right now to give a proper response to his confession. You took a deep breath and leaned forward towards Rogers and pressed your lips to his in a shy kiss. When you tried to move back, Steve moved his free hand to cup your face. You gasped in surprise what he quickly used to give you a real kiss that made your heart to skip a beat or two.
“I love you too, Steve,” you whispered, when your lungs demanded some air. “For quite some time, actually,” you confessed, blushing. “Come to think that Tony-”
Steve kissed you again, silencing you in the middle of sentence and making you to forget instantly what you wanted to say. You didn’t mind it though since you have all you ever wanted – a wonderful man who loved you with all of his super soldier heart.
* * *
Tony was sitting in his comfy chair, staring at the wide screen of his computer. He was holding a bag of frozen peas to his face. It's coldness was soothing for his black eye and split lip. At least his nose was intact this time.
“Sir, I don’t think you should watch it,” JARVIS voice broke the silence in the room.
“If it weren’t for me, they would still be dancing around each other,” he mumbled, swallowing two painkillers.
“You meant that if it weren’t for us,” JARVIS corrected his creator.
“Yeah, yeah,” Stark said, going through the files he took from (Name)’s room before setting his plan in motion. “Choose the best shot and send it to everyone. It’s time for them to pay, since they’ve lost the bet.”