He's alive y'all :)

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Y/N's POV

Steve managed, the next day to get out of the hospital floor, they still didn't want him walking around the tower, even though he assured them didn't feel anything at all.

It was weird since none of the doctors could understand what happened, all his injuries and damages were gone, bones once broken were together, hus lungs worked perfectly fine, without needing the machines wich before kept him alive. He ecen jumped in the air, (almost giving everybody a heart attack), to make sure he was fine.

All the Avengers visited him, Clint, Thor, Wands, Vision, Peter, Bruce, but the most important meetings were with Sam and Bucky. They really missed him.

They even got closer after Steve went to coma, still fighting with each other, but they seemed to understand too.

Bucky cried, he couldn't hold the tears as much as he wanted to, while you could hear Sam's voice shaking with emotion while talking with his friends.

No one could blame them for feeling like that, everybody thought that one day they'd have to turn off the machines and let him go, accelting the tragedy.

But everytging changed. He was alive, more than ever.

You made sure to stay with him the day he left his hospital room and went to his dorms, placing everything in its' appropriate place, clean and neat.

-You took care of my plant, no way-He laughed while staring at his jade plant and enetering the room.

-I did. You must be impressed.-You joked.

-Very.

He lied on the bed as you insisted for him to rest. His eyes wondering at the roof.

-I need to stop being unconscious for long periods of time.-He continued to joke.

-Don't ever do this again.-You said and he chuckled.

-How was it?-He asked.

-What?

-This month. Tell me.

-You just stayed in bed.

-No, not about me. You. I want to know how it was for you. How are you feeling.

That almost broke you inside. He was too caring. That whole month was a torture without him asking "how was your day", for some people it might seem silly, but  for someone who has been ignored most of her life it meant the world to be noticed.

-Well...You started and lied next to him in bed- I must be honest. It was bad.

-Really?

-Yes.-You stayed close to him, as he put and arm around you, feeling his warm touch-I thought I...I lost you.

-But you didn't.

-No. But I didn't know that.-You continued- I was...very sad...some might say even depressed. It was rough.

-I'm so sorry you had to pass through this...

-Steve.-You called him out-It's not your fault.

-I know but I should've been stronger, I--

You made him silent putting a finger on his lips.

-You did your best. I'm proud of you.-You said and he grabbed your hand giving it a kiss.

-I wish things could be simple for us.-He said in a low voice

-Me too.-You whispered back.

You stared into his deep blue eyes, they were so chariming, so hypnotic. Steve came closer and gave you a slow but passionate kiss, that type of kiss you can feel the love you felt for each other.

He aparted and stayed with a hand at your face, admiring you carefully.

-I'm glad to be back.-He said.

-Me too. You have no idea how much.-You answered smiling.

-Do you feel better now?-He was still worried about you.

-Instantly.

He leaned again and kissed you again, your lips missing each other's touch like it's been ages they were apart. You just wanted to feel that. The two of you. Glad to have each others presence and forget about everything. Have a moment of peace.

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Tell doctor Raynor the news was delughtful to be sure. You weren't a revengeful person but you enjoyed it to be sure the look on her face when you proved her wrong.

-And how do you feel now Y/N?-She asked.

-Great.-You answered.- I think I don't even need these sessions anymore.

-It's good that you feel better Y/N but your therapy is not going to end just like that.

-Why not? I'm better. I'm not crazy theorizing about my boss, neither depressed about Steve almost dead. There's no reason for me to continue here.

-Therapy isn't just for you to when you have problems. Is for you to maintain balance in your life.

-Well I feel perfectly balanced.

-But  my view as a professional doesn't look like it.

You still didn't like her answer. You stayed the whole session with yes or nos, anxious to get out from there and see how Steve was. When the time finished you almost celebrated loudly, you said bye fastly and left.

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-You didn't need to make soup for me-Steve said as you brought the bowl to him.- I'm fine.

-I know you are, but I already made it.-You insisted giving him the bow and ficking the pillows behind his back- Just accept.

He sniffed and agreed still reluctant.

-Do you want help?-You asked sitting by his side on the edge of the bed.

-With what?

You took the spoon from his hand and holded the bow, doing it like a child:

-Open your mouth to the airplane, say AHH-You encouraged him.

-No-He laighed closing his mouth.

-Come on it's not that bad.

-No, of course it's not-He said ironically- You are great cooking. That's why Manuel cooks for you.

You rolled your eyes, you really didn't cook a lot, but it couldn't be bad, could it?

-Come on, why can't you eat? I prepared it with love!-You appealed to his emotional side- Come on Steve...

You managed to break his hard side, he sighed and agreed, you leaded the spoon to his mouth and he accepted it.

-So? How is it?-You asked curious as you took the spoon.

-Good.-He answered with a strange expression, pressing hard his lips.

-You didn't like it.

-No, it's not that, it's good-He tried to lie to make you happy- It's great, see?-He grabed the bow and almost ate everything by turning it into his mouth. He closed hard his eyes and then forced a smile- Delicious.

-Let me try this.-You grabbed the bowls and tried. It was disgusting, too salty, too many vegetables, a complete disaster.-Oh...my...ew...-You wanted to spit it out- Steve why did you eat this...

-Because you prepared it-He said it so purely and so cute with a simple smile.

"Oh God I love this man" you thought to yourself.

-I promise I'll never cook again. Sorry.

-No-He holded your hands- I'd like anything you prepare- he chuckled- even if it's so terrible I can't even swallow.

Dream a Little Dream Of Me by Doris Day playing

He put the bow on the desk, lied on the bed and tapped his hand on the empty space by his side.

-Come here-He asked you to come lie next to him.

You came, he put hugged you, making your faces just inches apart. He had those warm, welcoming eyes, his hand on your back making slowly circles carressing you.

It was already night outside. The window was half opened, and you could see the moon shining outside, that little white esphere in the sky.

-St-

-Shh-He made you stay quiet.-Just stay like this for a moment.-He asked kindly.- I...just want to look at you for a minute.

You didn't say anything, Steve kept staring, making you blush by his eyes, analyzing every little centimeter of your face, each perfections and flaws, every single spot.

-Can I talk now?-You asked.

-Now you may.

-Why?

He gave a soft smile.

-When...When the attack happened...before I fainted...I really thought I was dying this time.

-Steve...

-I've never been scared to die actually. I at least wanted to die in a honorable way. Helping my country.-He continued- But that time I was. I was...terrified...I didn't want to let you. Abandon you.

-It wasn't your fault.

-I know but...-he sighed- Still it seemed like I wasn't strong enough...

You holded his face:

-Steve.-He made you pay attention to you- You've always been enough. One thousend times enough.-He half smiled- You make me feel enough.

You leaned and kissed his forhead, staying in silence and embraced in each others arms, that warm feeling inside you. It was a miracle he was there, and that moment to have him there was just precious.

Steve yawned, his eyes half closing sleepy.

-I think you should rest now Cap.-You told him.

-Hm...-He hugged you more like you were a teddy bear- Only if you stay here.

-Aight.-You answered getting comfy in his arms.-Now rest. Have sweet dreams.

-Are you going to be in them?

-What do I get if I appear in them?-You joked.

-Well....what about...-He leaned closer and kissed you tenderly then apparted.

-You taste like the soup-You both laughed.- But...I don't mind, at all.

-So we have a deal?

-I'll be the best actress in your dreams. Like a hollywood movie.-You made jazz hands joking.

-I'll look foward to it-He closed his eyes- Good night Y/N.

-Good night Steve.

When you thought he would fall asleep he opened his eyes again:

-Y/N.

-What?

-I love you.

Your heart shaked, it was just touching and so suddenly. But you didn't feel afraid, instead you felt happy, a happiness you didn't have for so long.

-I love you too Steve.

He gave you a quick kiss and then closed his eyes to sleep, finally doing it.

You observed him, his face in peace, his cute lips closed, unbothered by the rest of the world, and it was nice. It was nice to have a friend...and a lover.