If you have any questions about Ko-Fi please feel free to private message me. Please consider supporting me for just £3 using Ko-Fi. "My best friend was mind-controlled into committing hundreds, if not thousands, of murders. He'd gone too far, over stepped the boundaries, and now he was unsure of how to step back into safe territory without seeming completely mental. Steve rogers x reader he makes you cry 4. "Hey, " you murmured, moving a little closer and offering him a small smile. "Well, I think you're really cute, " he started, watching as you began to relax slightly. "No, " you murmured.
You felt his body stiffen slightly, and quickly forced yourself up and out of his arm. "I know, " you chuckled, a small smile pulling at your lips. You nodded, your breathing evening out. You opened your mouth as though you were on the edge of talking, and then paused, biting down on your bottom lip. For a moment, Steve looked confused at your comment, and then it was like realisation bloomed on his face, and he released a small snort of laughter. We got together when I was a teenager, and I never learnt to flirt, and I never know when people are just being nice or if they're interested-" your words drifted off into nothing, leaving you a little breathless. Steve rogers x reader he uses you. "That idiot doesn't realise how amazing you are, and that's his loss, " he uttered, breathing in the scent of your shampoo and almost regretting getting so close to you. "To the girl that he told me I didn't need to worry about when we were together, " you added, a half-hearted laugh dropping from your lips.
On the sofa, was Steve stretched out and staring at the screen, which was playing some old black and white documentary. You swallowed around the lump in your throat, your brow furrowed so hard that Steve began to worry that it would get stuck in that position. I just-" You paused, letting out a small sigh. "I was with my ex for the majority of my adult life. "Okay, " you uttered, nodding as you ran through everything he had just told you. Steve rogers x reader he makes you cry 2. "Get unpacking, " he added, watching as you released a small sigh. You paused for a moment, considering his words, before giving a short nod. Little bit of info: this is exactly how my mind works. "You don't want me to start unpacking all my baggage on you, Steve. Whenever you're ready. "and we only broke up a little over three months ago.
"Okay, I think I've got all of that. " "That does suck, " he added, reaching out to pat your knee lightly. You added as he glanced up at you. A moment later, Steve was pulling you into his side, wrapping his arm around you in an awkward attempt at a hug. You being scared of getting hurt isn't going to freak me out. The link is available on my profile page. "I'm a pretty good listener, " he uttered, his smile a little awkward as he twisted to face you properly. It not that you didn't understand, work stuff came up all the time and sometime other things fell to the bottom of the pile of important things to be doing, but you couldn't help but feel a little bitter about it anyway. "Well, if you insist, " he started as he unscrewed the top of the bottle. "What's been sucky about it? "
"Thank you for not letting my neurotic tendencies scare you off, " you told him, listening to the small rumble of laughter that fell from him. "Turns out she's on a mission too. "You'll pick me up at 8? You padded down the hallway towards the living room in your pyjamas, content to just have a glass of wine and watch some shitty tv on your own. "My ex just got engaged, " you told him, shaking your head slightly.
You were grinning when he finally glanced back up at you, handing you one of the glasses and tapping it with his. Steve looked a little unsure at first, shifting into a better seated position, before finally giving in and reaching for the bottle. "I don't think you do, " you uttered. As you entered the room, you paused. He looked like a wounded puppy, and worse, you felt like you had inflicted the wound. He nodded, watching you as you walked backwards towards the door. I don't think you could be pathetic if you tried.
"There's nothing sadder than drinking wine on your own, " you told him, placing the bottle and glasses down on the coffee table. "You know, " you uttered, breaking the silence. "Did your big bad boyfriend ditch you? " "No, you didn't do anything wrong. "Nat was supposed to be joining me, " you murmured, frowning as you slumped down into the space he'd created for you. "Well, I certainly feel it. "Than I guess we're going to have to set a date for that dinner, then. For what felt like the hundredth time, she had cancelled your plans at the last minute, after you had already brought the wine and everything. It was a side of you he rarely got to see, and right now he was revelling in it. "God, the last couple of weeks have been so sucky; I needed this so bad, " you murmured, leaning back so that your head hung over the back of the sofa.
"Being vulnerable is really hard for me, and I panic when people are even slightly nice to me, and you're being so nice, Steve. Steve reached out, hesitating before patting your knee lightly. "I think I should go to bed, " you rushed out, your arms crossing over your chest as you came to the sudden realisation that you had never been alone with Steve before.