A knock at your room's door brought you out of the book you were reading. Curiously, you placed the book down and made your way to the door to open it. When you did, Steve's adorable smile greeted you.
"Oh, Steve! Long time no see, right?" He laughed and looked a little embarrassed, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand.
"Yeah, I know we just finished training, but I wanted to ask you a question. Preferably away from the team..." He trailed off and you realized, "Oh, yeah. Sure. Come in, come in." You motioned the man inside and he thanked you. As you tried to tidy up your room, you asked, "So, what's this question you wanted–"
Suddenly, in the middle of your sentence, images began to flash through your head. You gasped and pushed your fists into your temples, trying to subdue the usual headache that followed. But for some reason, the images kept coming, moving faster and faster, like a video with the speed turned up to x10. The headache grew worse, like the future was trying to fight its way out of your head by banging on your skull. Out of the corner of your eye, you saw Steve's face grow worried. He knew of your visions, but never had he seen one this intense. You didn't have the strength to tell him that you'd never felt one like this either, so you were in the same boat. Sort of...
Steve reached out and tried to hold you, but you flinched away, dropping to your knees instead. The flashes of images bombarded your minds' eye, making your head feel as if it was splitting open. You grabbed fistfuls of your own hair, not bothering to fight back tears as the future continued to torture you.
You didn't know why this was happening, or why it was so intense, but you needed it to stop. Your breaths became shallow and ragged. You knew that if you didn't gain control soon, you were sure to die of overexertion or maybe a heart attack. Just as you were about to let out a scream and give up, Steve came into your line of sight, his face contorted in fear and worry.
Kneeling in front of you, the Captain placed his strong yet gentle hands on your shoulders and attempted to make eye contact with you. You shook your head and squinted your eyes shut. Through the hazy fog of pain, you could hear him try to reach you, "Y/N? Y/N, can you hear me? Everything is going to be alright, Y/N. Just keep your eyes on me. Can you do that? Keep your eyes on me." Forcing your eyes open, you met his soft blue gaze. Almost immediately, the visions began to slow down and the headache started to ebb away.
Finally, the future left you alone and you collapsed into Steve's waiting arms. Pulling you close as you cried, he whispered sweet nothings in your ear and smoothed your hair. You cried into his chest for a while longer before you eventually calmed down.
Steve pulled away and held you at arms length, wiping the tears from your cheeks with his thumb, and said, "Don't do that. You scared me." You gave a wet chuckle and replied, "Yeah Steve, I'll try not to almost die from my powers again. Don't want to worry you."
He cringed and opened his mouth to make an apology, but you cut in to ask, "Now, what question did you have for me, Steve?"
He looked even more sheepish and embarrassed, but managed to mutter, "Would you go on a date with me?"
"Yes," you whispered back almost as quietly. Steve looked up in shock at your blushing face, soon bursting into a grin. He returned the smile and carefully began to stand, offering a hand to help you do the same. Both standing now, Steve added, "Great, yeah. So... I'll pick you up here at eight?" You laughed, the pain and sadness of earlier now gone, and replied, "I'll be waiting."
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So yeah, this is a super short, really crappy Steve x Reader where Steve is totally OOC, because I'm bad at writing for him. If you can't tell, this is the first time I've written for Steve.
The plot is that you have the power to see the future and Steve helps you through a really bad episode.
I hope someone likes it all the same!