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A dream is a wish your heart makes.

Fandom: Marvel MCU

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Fem!reader

A/N: sorry if the ending sucks, I loved the plot but got lazy towards the end. 

Summary: Bruce enlists the help of one miss Maximoff to induce dreams of the members of the avengers greatest desire. And what Steve see’s, scares him. 

Originally posted by tomshardy

“Is everything okay Bruce?” You ask as you walk into the common room, joining the other Avengers.

Bruce had called an emergency ‘family’ meeting, making sure to specify that it wasn’t work related so they didn’t have to be there but he would appreciate it if they were. And so of course the entire team came together to support whatever it was that Banner needed. He nodded at you and gave a grateful smile as you took your usual seat beside Steve. He smiled at you as soon as he saw you and his smile only grew when it was clear you were going to sit beside him. Even though you sat with his so much, the spot beside him was unofficially deemed your spot and vice versa. That’s just what happens when you’re best friends with the most attractive, kind-hearted, adorable man on the plant. Oh and if it wasn’t obvious, you’re in love with him.

You tried to hide your smile as your thighs touched when you sat down, and of course neither of you minded, in fact Steve was trying to hide his smile as well. Wanda stood in front of the room beside Bruce as he nervously paced about waiting for The rest of the team to join him. He cleared his throat as the last person wandered in.

“Thank you all for joining me. I really appreciate you guys being here,” He acknowledges. “So I have been thinking lately. The other guy is tied to my emotions, negative ones- stress and anger. Well I thought maybe I’m going at this 'cure’ thing wrong. I was targeting the biological aspects of how I became the hulk and how to reverse it. Well what if I could find a way to control and suppress it. Like the lullaby but better. ” Bruce grins, but the other avengers only look at each other nervously.

“Are you sure that’s the best idea?” Tony asks. “It sound like you have a lot of random variables.”

“I do. And that’s where you guys come into play.” Bruce’s eyes light up. “I would like to run a few experiments on the psyche of a normal person that doesn’t turn into a big green rage monster.”

“Experiments?” Clint asks, narrowing his eyes at Wanda.

“Technically yes. I have enlisted the help of Miss Maximoff here to induce positive, almost euphoric feelings and then I study their effects.” Wanda purse her lips together clearly not completely agreeing with Bruce’s idea but also not really wanting to say no. You hear Steve sigh from behind you.

“I’m in.” He says and you snap your head towards him.

“What? Just like that?” You ask and he shrugs.

“Bruce is our friend, I’ll do whatever I can to help.”

“Even if it includes Wanda messing with your mind?” You ask, knowing she wouldn’t take offence to that statement.

“It couldn’t hurt.” Steve shrugs again but then turns back to Bruce and Wanda. “It won’t hurt right?” Bruce chuckles and shakes his head.

“No. Wanda will induce a dream of the thing you desire most in life, something you believe you would be truly happy if you had. No pain at all in fact I think some of you may even find comfort within the 'dream’ or even motivation. Then I will have you recall all the details. I will record and study whatever you chose to tell me.” He says.

“Why don’t you just have Wanda tell you?” Natasha asks.

“I thought more of you would be so inclined to participate if few people know about your deepest desires.” He says and suddenly it sounds serious.

“So everything we tell you is confidential?” You ask and Sam snickers.

“What’s wrong? Don’t want people finding out about the skeletons in your closet?” He asks and you take a pillow and chuck it at his head.

“No I don’t, there’s nothing wrong with that.” You counter. “Are you telling me you’re fine with us knowing all your secrets?” You ask.

“Girl, I don’t have any secrets.” He says smugly.

“Shut up, yes you do.” Steve snorts. You smile at him and bump his shoulder with yours in thanks.

“Wanda will only be there to induce the dream. Your subconscious will take over and that’s what I want to study. That will be confidential, between the two of us only.”

“Okay I’m in.” You sigh

“Just like that?” Steve mocks.

“It couldn’t hurt.” You mock back, deepening your voice and making a face at the end of your statement making Steve laugh.

“We start tonight.” Bruce said gleefully, clapping his hands together. “Steve you don’t mind going first do you?” He asks and Steve shakes his head no. The rest of the team disperses and Steve follows you into the kitchen.

“I cannot wait to hear what secrets lie in your head.” He teases and you raise an eyebrow at him.

“I just asked Bruce if everything was going to be kept confidential so what makes you think I’m going to tell you anything?” You ask and he smirks, taking a seat at the kitchen isle.

“I’m your best friend.” He says smugly but you shrug your shoulders suggesting that wasn’t enough for you to spill your guts. “Fine how about I tell you about my dream?” He offers and you ponder for a moment.



The next day you anxiously await Steve outside Bruce’s office. Curious to know what it was like and also curious to know what Steve dream. You look up from your phone as soon as you hear the door open. Bruce was walking out a frightened looking Steve and you immediately feel worried for him. Steve looks at you and panic crosses his face. You take a step forward now really worried for your friend but he takes a step back. Steve feels bad when he sees a tinge of hurt in your eyes but just looks at the ground then walks away.

You look at Bruce, horrified and half expecting him to say something but he just disappears into his office without a second look. You rush to Steve’s room where he would usually be getting ready to go to the gym to work off the stress, and you were right he was there but he didn’t want to see you which really hurt.

“Captain Rogers wishes to inform you that he would like some time alone.” F.R.I.D.A.Y’s voice could be heard on the intercom beside Steve’s door. You step back and in a fit of rage rush back to Bruce’s office, barging in.

“What the hell happened to him?” You scream, not caring about how your tone would effect the other guy.

“I’m sorry but I cannot disclose that information with you.” Bruce says, leaning back in his chair.

“If you tell me I can help.” You beg.

“Weren’t you the one who wanted to make sure everything was confidential?” He countered.

“Whatever Wanda did to him is scaring me. I don’t want to be a part of this anymore, I’m sorry.” You tell him and he nods his head understandingly.

“I’m sorry you feel that way.” He states and you almost wait for him to say something else and when he doesn’t, you get up and storm out, slamming the door behind you as hard as you possibly can. Bruce sighs, taking out his phone and pulling up the interview with Steve he recorded.

“Do you remember you dream?”

“Yes. Every detail.”

“Tell me everything. From start to finish and include how you felt.”

“I woke up in a strange room. The spot beside me was empty but had obviously been slept in. An alarm clock starts to sound but it isn’t the one beside me. I exit the room and enter the hallway. I’m in a house. Y/N walks out of one of the rooms with a toddler in her arms. She walks up to me and kisses me. She smiles at me then frowns when an alarm sounds again. She walks to the room at the far end of the hall and starts banging on the door.

'Alianovna Sarah Rogers, you will not be late for school again!’ She yells-”

“Alianovna.. that’s-”

“Romanoff’s middle name I know. And Sarah is my mothers. Y/N looks at me.

'If she is late to school one more time I’m not letting her go to prom-’ But the door opens and a beautiful young woman who resembles Y/N walks out, carrying a towel and her phone.

'Mom, you can be so dramatic sometimes.’ She chuckles, it’s obvious the girl and Y/N have a good relationship.

'Besides, you know dad would have let me go anyway.’ The laugh together and I try defending myself telling them I wouldn’t give in that easy and they both just look at me.

'Yeah you would.’ They say it at the same time then laugh. The girl heads into the bathroom and Y/N hands me the toddler. We both head into the kitchen. I put the kid in his highchair and help Y/N as she starts to prepare breakfast. At one point she looks at me and says.,

'7. Do you want Anthony or James?’ I know that Anthony is the toddler and that means feeding him while also making breakfast for everyone and its a bit more work than waking up James and having him get ready for school.”

“Anthony and James, as in Tony and Bucky?”

“Yeah, and for some reason I knew that Y/N had Anthony yesterday so I should take him, but I just pick him up and start heading back to the bedrooms.

'Both.’ I say and Y/N Laughs which makes me just as happy as know the child I have in my arms is our child. I go into James’ room and wake him up. I don’t leave until he heads toward the kitchen where Y/N has the table set and waffles served. I doesn’t take long after James starts eating to wake him up. After Ali joins us in the kitchen, James runs to their bathroom to get ready and Ali joins us for breakfast. She sends a text then places her phone face down on the table. This makes me proud. Anthony eats his waffles with his hands slowly. When Ali is done with her breakfast she yells at her brother to hurry up. James comes running in all ready, mumbling about how if she didn’t take so long at first then he wouldn’t need more time. She picks up her phone and her keys and they both leave but not before kissing Anthony, Y/N and I on the cheeks goodbye. Y/N mumbles something about their uncle Tony spoiling them way too much and my eyes wander to a picture of Y/N and I. She is wearing a wedding dress and I, a suit. My heart fills with joy and I wake up.”

“The purpose of this exercise was so that I could study your deepest desire. Were you aware prior to your dream was having a future with Y/N”


“How do you feel now?”


“How do you plan to proceed from here on out?”

“I don’t know.”


It was a week of Steve acting strange around you before, he came to you with anything. He wouldn’t speak to or make eye contact with you but you felt his eyes on your form so long as you weren’t looking. Around others he seemed a little more joyful than usual which hurt a bit because it seemed as though he was completely fine with cutting you out of his life. You were torn between knocking down his door and cornering him, forcing him to tell you what the hell his problem was or just letting him be. You chose the later figuring he would come to you when he was ready but man were there times when you wanted to punching him in the face. One night, as you were getting ready to go to bed you heard a knock at your door. You opened it to see Steve and you were hoping he would finally open up to you so you welcomed him in.

“I’ve been avoiding you” He states, taking a seat at the edge of your bed.

“I noticed.” You say, sitting beside him.

“Steve, is everything okay?” You take his face in your hands and force him to look at you for what feels like the first time in forever.

“It’s because of the dream.” He says. “It was of you. You are what I want most in life.” He says and it surprises you so much you have to remember that you told Bruce no and this wasn’t you dream.

“Steve..” You start, not completely sure how to react. “The dream is only what made me realize how I feel about you, how I’ve always felt about you. And it scared the hell out of me. It confused me more than anything and that’s why I’ve been acting the way I have.” You smile at him, happy to hear he feels for you what you feel for him. “So what do you say to you and I going out, like on a date?” He chuckles nervously and you grin as you say,

“I thought you’d never ask.”