The Demigod From Asgard - A Steve Rogers x Reader Story

Chapter 36: A Year On *

"Not now Y/N" he grumbles shrugging your hand off.

He grabs his bag and goes to move but you grab it as he passes you pulling it from his hand. You hold it behind your back as he turns looking at you in annoyance.

"Give it back" he demands trying to grab it.

"No" you retort taking a step back.

"Y/N, give it" he demands trying again.

"No we're gonna talk instead of destroying multiple punching bags" you say throwing his bag into the bathroom using your powers to shut the door.

"Stop that!" He argues glaring down at you.

"Don't look at me like that! I'm not the one you're pissed at!" You warn him.

"No but you didn't exactly back me up back there did you!" He argues pointing to the door.

"Because I could see their point! We've gone on more mission the past couple months that we have the entire time the Avengers got back together" you point out.

"People are tired Steve, we need a break I know why you're upset this guy has got something they can use on Bucky" you sigh putting your hands on his arms.

"That's not why I'm upset" he says stepping away and moving to sit on the edge of the bed.

You look over at him slightly confused, watching as he runs his hands up and down his face.

"What do you mean?" You ask walking over to him.

"Nat's comment about bouncing from battle to battle, not having a life outside of the tower" he sighs dropping his hands and looking up at you.

"It's been some on my mind for a while now, I know I have you and my life with you but ever since I came out of the ice all I've done is serve" he continues taking your hands and pulling you closer so you stood in between his legs.

"Do you wanna stop?" You ask putting your hands on his shoulders rubbing them gently.

"I dunno, I don't know what else I can do" he sighs shrugging his shoulders.

"Well what did you wanna do before you enlisted?" You ask him.

"Well my ma always thought I'd be a solider like my pa, she said we were very similar, but I've always liked art I went to an Art school for a year or so after ma died" he sighs.

"But then the war started shortly after, even though America didn't join until 41 I wanted to go fight so never really thought about it" he continues.

"Well you can choose whatever you want, whether that is art or taking a step back and working for the Avengers behind the scenes, whatever makes you happy" you tell him moving your hands up to his cheeks, stroking them with your thumbs.

He sighs giving you a small smile moving his hands to rest on top of yours "you make me happy" he says.

"Well it's a good thing I'm not going anywhere then, whatever you decide I'll support" you say kissing his forehead.

"Except back to back missions because that's annoying" you add making him laugh.

"I should probably go apologise" he says standing up.

"Probably, maybe order in pizza for everyone" you add with a small smirk.

"On it" he chuckles heading out.

*

The team accepted Steve's apology very quickly, especially since they could use it to one up him. After a week of rest and further recon the team decided to not go after the shipment since there was evidence it wasn't the sceptre. Which you didn't mind since this weekend was you and Steve's anniversary.