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Hey, guys, me again. I know, I said the nxt one would be a Crowley x Winchester!Reader, but that's taking longer than I'd like to write. Anyway, I just wanted to write this 'cause I was bored and Breakeven by The Script (one of my fave bands!!!) came on and I figured, why the hell not? So, I hope you like it, sorry if you don't, Stevie kicks booty, enjoy!!

You had never really been a sensitive person. Sure, you had emotions, you had just blocked them off most of the time in fear of getting hurt again. A lot of the people you dated tended to get hurt or cheat.

This time was no exception.

~~FLASHBACK brought to you by Reindeer Games~~

You had just come home to the Tower after visiting your family in the town over (sorry if you don't live in New York) and boy, were you exausted. You loved your family dearly, but they could really tire someone out. You walked into the elevator, saying hello to JARVIS and asing him to take you to yours and Tony's shared bedroom. He had agreed, though he seemed somewhat reluctant and sad. You chose to ignore it, thinking it to be your imagination. You couldn't wait to see Tony after a long 2 weeks of being gone; you'd come back a week early because (f/m) had started a fight with you and you honestly couldn't deal with them. You and Tony had fought before your departure and you honestly could NOT deal with an irritating family member and an upset fiance on top of that.

You walked into th bedroom, and stopped immediately. You hard very feminine giggling along with deep groans coming from under the sheets of your now-messy bed. You looked at the floor and saw a pair of jeans and a SHELD t-shirt, Tony's clothes, along with a sparkly miniskirt and tiny tube-top. You walked over to the wall silently and undetected, using your key to open the case that held the fire extinguisher. Bruce had, of course, taken the time to show you how to use it, which you found extremely useful in this case. You tip-toed over to the sheets, from which soft, quiet moans were being emitted, and ripped the thin sheets off of the bodies of a very much naked Tony Stark and some bottle-blonde bimbo with an hourglass figure.

You immediately took action , covering every inch of the pair in the white foam. "Have fun cleaning that, you cheating, backstabbing, no-good playboy. I hope you both get STDs." You spat at the two of them, biting back tears with bitter thoughts, and stormed away. You ran back into the elevator, extinguisher still in hand, still not crying, and asked JARVIS if he would take you to the room of the only man who you believed could help.

Steve.

JARVIS let out a depressed-sounding 'Affirmative' and you were whizzed off to the blond super-soldier's quarters. You knocked quietly on the door of the kind gentleman and whispered through the door a quiet,"Steve? You up?" A grumbling, groaning sound came from the other side of the door, soon followed by what sounded like someone checking their old-fashioned alarm clock. The door silently slid open, revealing a groggy-looking, bed-headed Captain America.

"Is something wrong, (y/n)?" the sleepy Avenger asked, wiping sleep from his eyes. And, of course, that's when you snapped.

"I really need to punch something. Fury said something about you having punching bags, and I just- you're the only person I trust myself not to beat the crap out of." You said quickly, but he still understood every word, nodding in understanding.

"Anything else you need, (n/n)? I'm here for you no matter what," He tried to comfort you with sad eyes. Steve had a crush on you for a long time because you had a certain beauty that was classical while still being modern. You were always there to cheer him up whenever he felt sad and you calmed him down so he and the others never got into too many fights.

"No, Stevie Wonder. I just need to vent right now. I had a bad, bad, BAD day today." The two of you began to walk to the gym. Steve trying to comfort you and assuring you he'd be there for you, like always.

~END OF FLASHBACK~

"I just - " Yet another blow was thrown at the poor punching bag, which was barely still hanging, on top of being the third you've worked on. "-can't believe he-" Another punch and a groan from you. "-cheated on me with that-" And another. "-stupid-" Another. "-blonde-" Another. "-BIMBO!!!" With that final word, you knocked your third punching bag to the wall and off of it's chain. You heard clapping from the doorway and you and Steve saw Clint and Natasha standing at the door.

"So who died this time?" Clint said, obviously trying to lighten the mood with a joke, but you simply glared at the archer.

"My relationship, that's what died." You replied, unwapping the bandages Steve had made you put on your knuckles.

Clint hissed in fake pain and chuckled quietly. "He broke up with you? That's gotta hurt."

You laughed drily. "Ha! I wish. But, no, I found him in our bed with some blonde hooker." You watched as your brother took in what you said and his fac darkened.

"I'll kill him," he stated simply. "I'll rip him to shreds and Nat'll make sure he never reproduces in this life or another." You laugh but shake your head no, telling him it wouldn't be worth the bad press. "Are you sure, (n/n)? Nobody hurts my baby sis, not even a millionaire."

"Yeah, I'm sure. I'll be fi-" You were cut off by Nat uncharacteristically wrapping her long arms around you in a tight embrace. "Woah, Nat, you okay?! You... don't usually hug people." You state the obvious, although grateful for the affection.

She pulls back and looks you straight in the eye. "Are you okay? You usually hide your emotions and when you get hurt, you hide. Just, promise me you won't hide from us three, okay? Or Bruce. He already feels guilty about leaving."

You look back into her eyes. "I know, Tash. I know. I don't blame him, honestly, but he's always been like a big brother to me, and I hated seeing him upset, but not seeing him was even worse. ANd I'll try not to hide from you guys, but if Tony so much as makes eye contact, I might freak. Just a heads up." The three Avengers nodded in agreement and understanding. Clint and Natasha left you and Steve alone once more, saying they needed to train.

"Tony's an idiot, by the way. If he's dumb enough to throw away what he had with you, then he doesn't deserve you at all," Steve states minutes later, his arms wrapped carefully around your waist. "You deserve so much more and so much better than anyone on this Earth, (y/n), and I can't believe you don't see it."

You scoff at his statement. "If I'm so great, how come everyone I'm interested is either taken, a cheater, or they get hurt because of me and my job? Can you answer me that, Stevie Wonder?"

"Because maybe you just haven't met the right person yet. I'm sure you'll find someone. And if there were sign-ups, believe me," he kissed the corner of your mouth softly, cheeks a light pink,"My name would be the first on the list. I've liked you for a couple of years now. I wanted to ask you on a date, or at least attempt to, but by the time I got the courage to do so, I saw you and Tony hand-in-hand, walking to his bdroom, so I gave up on trying. I tried not to think about you, but it only made my infatuation worse." He smiled a little here. "I will love you to the ends of the Earth and beyonds, for all of time, even if you don't return the feelings."

You saw hm begin to walk away and took a while to respond, though you managed to successfully grab onto his sleeve. "Wait. Don't leave. I have to say something to you. We're talking turns, alright?" You continued, seeing him sit back down next to you and nod to tell you he was listening. "I wasn't actually all that interested in Tony at all to begin with. I mean, sure, he was charming, but that's only because of the multitude of affairs he's had. My first crush out of all the Avengers was the sweetest, politest, handsomest gentleman I'd ever met," you said, looking at him pointedly. He finally caught on, pointing at himself, confused causing you to giggle slightly. "Yes, you. But whenever I even thought about asking you on a date, I thought it might ruin our friendship, or you were depressed over Bucky so I just helped you through that instead of adding romantic drama on top if that. It was always you. An when Tony proposed, I guess a part of me knew he'd cheat eventually. I just wanted an excuse not to think about you and I, so I busied myself with a wedding and marriage I didn't even want. I know it seems foolish, bu-" You were cut off by a pair of soft, gentle lips moving in sync with your own, kissing you nervously. It took you a second to respond, and he started to pull away, ashamed of what he did, when you brought your hands to cup his cheeks and bring him closer to you.Unfortunately, you both had to pull away for breath. Steve may be a super-soldier, but he doesn't have unlimited air.

"Okay, first off, how rude of youto interupt me. Secondly, best way to tell a girl to shut up, ever. And third, " You paused to peck his warm lips softly and quickly, "I love you, goofball." You stated with a big grin.

"I love you, too, (y/f/n). And I hope you know this means you're mine."

"Of course. I wouldn't want it any other way."

I know this is super late, and I said the next one would be Crowley, but this popped into my brain, and the Crowley one's taking forever to write the first part. The next one will be a Dean Winchester on, then probably a Sam Winchester one, and I'm so so sorry this was waaayyy late. But, I love you, and I hope you liked this one!!! Sorry if it sucked, but I am a potato. LOVE!!!