Captain’s Vigilante (7/?)
Word Count: 3500ish
Warnings: This one is shorter than the others. I apologize for that, there has been some problems. This is just a filler, like an update on what’s currently going on. But I will make up for it the next chapters to come. Thank you for reading.~~~
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader
Summary: You are a genius vigilante, misunderstood, feared and on top of the Avengers watch list. They see you as a major threat and has to be stopped. They’ve no idea you only have the best of intention but just has no idea how to express it a better way. And you like the reputation they gave you. It’s what you’re used to so you play with it. After yet another visit to the Avengers tower and being caught and then being shot. Things take a turn for you both when Steve seemed to break those walls and get to know the real you.
A/N: I just wanna remind everyone that this is going to be full length. I can only write slowburns so yea. this may have 20 or something. just putting that out!
“I could’ve sworn this was a two person mission.” Natasha murmured to herself as she scanned over the files they were given. They were just at a briefing and were handed newfound missions.
Steve found himself silently wishing it was his.
“It’s for you, Steve,” Nat handed the file to him. He bit the inside of his cheek, to stop the corner of his mouth from turning up. Of course it is. [Y/N], wouldn’t have it another way.
This deal of theirs evolved into a habit. For the past 3 months, Steve will be needed for about 2-4 days twice or trice a month. It was always an over the top mission but somehow it only needed the captain. If someone in the team is required to accompany him then just by chance, a mission will be assigned to that person thus leaving the captain on his own accords.
Steve slowly felt that he would be waiting for the said specified mission for him. Even though [Y/N] never credited herself for it, Steve knew that it was her. He was always placed on solo missions that would be too easy even with just him and then before he goes home way earlier than stated, he gets a message from [Y/N] that he’s needed. That much coincidence wasn’t just pure… coincidence.
“What mission are we going now?” Steve asked worriedly, removing the jacket he wore. He got a text message with only the words: ‘urgent mission. come as soon as you’ve seen this.’ With only those words, he speeded towards the place, using his motorcycle.
“You’re in for a treat, captain.” [Y/N] walked towards him, a small cylindrical object in hand with her usual smirk. “I have a special job just for you.”
She shoved the object to his hands before going back to her work space, leaving him confused. “It’s called ‘hold the flashlight while I fix the thing’.”