In Your Arms
Requested: Yes by the lovely @emmydmast
Could I do a request with Steve and the reader, and they’re laying in bed and the reading is like tackling Steve and trying to wrestle with him. With 91 and 92 from the prompt list 🙈☺️ thank you!!! You’re the best!!
Warnings: FLUFFFFFFFF. Semi angsty.
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader
Summary: Just a fluff between Mr. Captain America and you. Play wrestling, pillow fights, and cuddling. What could be better?
Prompt 91- “I can beat you with one hand behind my back.”
Prompt 92- “I’m not scared of you.”
Authors Note: Thanks for your request! Hope you like it! Might be a little short! Sorry about that!
Dating an avenger was hard. Dating the captain of the avengers was even worse, but you always pushed through it. Through the weeks away, through the constant scare you’ll lose him, through all of it you stayed. You stayed because when he finally made his way home to you it was worth all the fear and pain. When you felt his muscled arms wrap around your waist and hold you close to his big chest, all of it went away. He held you close and listened to your breathing like you were his world because you were just like he was yours. You had found each other in dark times and held on like each of you were each others light, like you were each others only source of warmth. Steve was you home and that was enough to put up with everything else. He was enough.
You couldn’t deny that this particular mission was extremely hard on you. It had been almost a month since you saw him and it was rare that you got to talk to him. You knew he was doing this for the greater good, because he wanted to save people and you couldn’t be prouder of the man you loved but it still killed you. He could die. Any moment of any day he could die and leave you all alone.
Normally you had been more collected on his mission, you held yourself together but this time you just couldn’t. It had been a week since you last spoke to him. You knew he was getting ready for a fight even if he hide the details from you, you knew. It was going to be a big one. You hadn’t heard anything from anyone and the thought that he could be gone ripped you apart from the inside.
The fear forced its way out in thick tear drops as sobs left your mouth and your body shook on the wood floor. You cold arms wrapped themselves around your shaking knees and you tried to hold yourself together physically when mentally you had fallen apart. Was he alive? Was he dead? You had no idea and no way to find out.
When you had started crying the bright rays from the sun shown in through your bedroom window, not the rays were replaced with white beams that bounced off the full moon. Your sobs had calmed down and your steady breathing was returning but the pain in your heart stayed. It burned across your chest and made your brain hurt from over thinking. The overthinking led to you falling asleep on the cold wood floor.
When you woke up the next morning you laid in your plush white bedding a strong arm draped over your waist. Turning around you saw a sleeping Steve. His face was contorted with peace and a small smile crept onto his sleeping form. Pure joy radiated through your bones and you couldn’t hold it in, with a squeak you hugged Steve tightly snapping him out of his slumber. Tears clouded your (y/e/c) as you pulled yourself closed to him. Steve pet you hair and pulled you back so he could see your face. You gave him a tearful smile and he frowned.
“Doll? Why are you crying?”
“I-I didn’t know if you were alive or dead. I hadn’t heard from you in a week and I thought…”
Your voice broke off at the end and you started to cry again. Steve pulled you close while laying you back against the warm sheets. He pet your hair like he always did to comfort you.
“I’m sorry doll. I’m so sorry I couldn’t call. But you are not getting rid of me that easy.”
You nodded and calmed your self down before looking up at him.
“How many robots did you kill?”
You gave him a cheesy smile and he laughed softly.
“To many to count.”
You let out a scoff and he smiled at you.
“Please. I bet I could have killed double the amount you did.”
Steve sat up slightly looking at you with an amused grin.
“Is that a challenge?”
“It’s not a challenge. It’s the truth. I could beat you with one hand behind my back.”
Steve rolled around so he was hovering over you, his hands laid flat against the bed as they held up his arms that took place on either side of you. He bent down and kissed your nose before regaining a smirk.
“Would you like to demonstrate that doll?”
With a smirk of your own you took him by surprise and flipped the two of you. You now had him on his back and your knees on either side of his waist while you grinned down at him, hair falling around your face.
“And you call yourself a captain.”
Steve laughed loudly and let his large fingers attack your sides, while you hunched over in laughter.
You had to rasp out the words in between laughs as his fingers kept their pace tickiling you.
“Say I’m the best Avenger!”
“I don’t know..Tony has been looking better and better lately.”
Steve gave you an amused face and tickled your side harder than before.
“You did not just say that!”
He flipped you around once again so you were against the bed and trapped in his grasp with his fingers still assaulting your side.
“Apologize or I’ll make this even worse for you.”
“I’m not scared of you.”
“Oh your not? Well in that case.”
Steve moved one hand to the spot in the arch of your neck that was most ticklish. It was your weak spot and he knew that. You were laughing so hard at this point it was hard to breath.
“Ok! Ok! I’m sorry! You're the best avenger. The best hero out of all of them! And your the sexiest!”
Steve seemed satisfied with your answer and laid beside you brushing some your hair out of your eyes and behind you ear. He leaned in a kissed your lips softly before pulling away.
“I’m sorry I scared you doll.”
“It’s alright. Just don’t do it again.”
“Never. I promise.”
A large smile grazed your flushed face as he intertwined his fingers with yours.
“I love you (y/n).
“I love you too Steve.”