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    A steady and monotonous beeping echoed in (y/n)’s ears as she started to slowly gain her consciousness and awareness back little by little. Her mind though was still clouded in darkness as she struggled to fully wake up. Her body felt like someone had parked a semi truck ontop of it after running into her. Every muscle that was slowly coming into feeling, was heavy and pained so much she didn’t dare move them. There was no way she could even if she wanted to, her mind still disconnected for the most part with the rest of her body.. Unable to order it to do it’s bidding.
    Ringing also hit her ears, nearly clouding out the sounds of faint voices in the background. If she hadn’t have slightly heard her name in the mix, she wouldn’t have even known they were talking at all..even if she couldn’t tell who it was speaking. (Y/n) knew that she was safe though, even if the voices at this point sounded more like jumbled alien talk then people she knew. It made her mind swirl more with unwanted pain of a migraine that was beginning to set in.
    (Y/n) groaned softly as she finally moved an arm, bringing her hand to her head to rub her temples softly. She felt the tug on her arm, internally groaning at the fact they had her hooked up to an IV and monitor on her dominate hand. Now she would have a hard time to get anything. Moving slightly though, she realized the talking had quieted down. However it wasn’t until she felt the prickling feeling of someone watching her, did she notice.
    Suddenly a hand covered her dominate one, two hands more exactly, encasing it in a cocoon of warmth. They were rough and had seen years of work and life experiences. She had an inkling of whom they belonged to… and she hoped that she would be right about it. A slightly husky yet soft voice came through her senses trying to speak to her. It took a few moments though for her mind to work out what was being said.
    “(Y/n)... you okay? Come on love, open your eyes…Please…” She could hear how heartbroken they sounded, yet there was that hint of hope that she would wake up and be okay in their voice. It only made (y/n) want to wake up that much more.
    With all her willpower, she moved her pale lips slightly. Her hand twitched slightly before slowly closing around one of those which held it. The sound of it’s owner gasping softly didn’t fail to go unnoticed as she moved her head slowly towards them. Carefully, she opened her (e/c) eyes just enough to see, the bright light in the room blinding after god knows how long she had been out of it.
    “S...st..steve?...” Her voice came out quiet and cracked. Her mouth dry as a dessert and her throat scratchy from lack of use. How long was she out for?
    The sound of a chair being pulled closer echoed in the room before she felt the soft touch of lips on the back of her hand which was holding her own. “Yes.. yes it’s me, (y/n). I’m right here. God I was so worried.” He rested his forehead against the back of her hand and she felt small drops of water hit her fingers. It was clear by the lack of any other sound in the room, it was just herself and he, so the others wouldn’t see him break down like this… but to see him, or rather feel him cry because of her, had her stomach turning slightly.
    “W...water...please.” She mumbled quietly trying to sit up with her free hand, though to no use.
    He got up though, quickly bringing back a small glass of water. Helping her to sit up with a convenient button on the side of the bed, he handed her the glass. “Here, drink up.” He sat back down on the chair, waiting patiently until she was done and able to talk more. After sitting here, well, staying with her till she woke… he was dying to make sure she was safe, okay and actually still there, not just a dream.
    When she had finished the glass, she gulped a few times, working her throat so it wouldn’t be so bad when she spoke. She was glad though that she was getting more used to the light as she opened her eyes the rest of the way. Glancing over to Steve, she could see he hadn’t slept well and still had some scrapes and bruises that were healing. “Hey you..” (Y/n) smiled softly as she looked to him.
    Steve smiled softly yet warmly back to her, taking her hand and kissing the back of it again. She was really there, finally. “Hey yourself. I was scared you wouldn’t wake up.” He admitted, his tone giving off he did not like the thought of her never waking up again.
    “Well… I’m here and awake. How long was I out for?” She asked, somewhat dreading the answer.
    He hesitated a moment before sighing quietly. “A week. After you, well decapitated your dad, you passed out. No one could wake you up either. They brought you in and surrounded your room with plants.” He used a hand to run through his golden hair, messing it up in a way that would have any girl weak at the knees… her included. “A couple days after that they were all dead, the plants. However, you were still out of it and looking weak. We brought in some more, took a couple days for those to die off as well. I.. I brought in a small bouquet of roses after that, they.. Just died today, but that’s okay. You’re awake now, that’s all that matters.” He rambled on, only stopping as she rested a hand on the side of his face gently.
    “I’m glad to see you too, Steve.” (Y/n) smiled warmly, her (e/c) eyes shimmering softly as she gazed at him.
    With a soft smile on his face, Steve blushed softly, leaning into her hand. He let out a soft yet deep sigh as he moved to sit next to her on the edge of the bed. She herself blushed at the action, her heart leaping a little in her chest. There they sat in silence for what seemed like an eternity before one of them finally broke the deafening silence in the room.
    “GET ON WITH IT!” An all too familiar billionaire's voice rang out from outside the door. It was followed by the same man making a grunt and whining that something hurt. Most likely from one of the other Avengers that were probably standing outside the door by him.
    Both Steve and (y/n) blushed deeply hearing Tony. Getting up a moment, Steve wondered to the door, opening it. Tony, Natasha and Thor nearly fell inside the room before looking up at Steve who had his arms crossed. They all quickly ran off, no doubt having something to do with whatever it was that he had whispered to them. She was glad though, she wanted time with him… just him. She wanted to be there, make sure he was okay and that he didn’t hate her for what she did.
    Walking back over to the bed, Steve sat back down again before taking her hand in his once again. With another deep sigh, he looked at her in the (e/c) eyes, his own baby blues shimmering with an emotion she couldn’t quite decipher. It was almost as if he was searching for something and when he seemed to either find it or not, he leaned forward, resting his forehead against her own.
    “(Y/n), don’t scare me like that again. I thought you were dead… I… I didn’t know when you’d wake up, or if you would. Please… don’t do that to me again.” He whispered, his voice ever so slightly wavering.
    His words caught her off guard and she didn’t know what to say. She knew she had feelings for him, but she wasn’t sure he had any… but this was definitely a sign right? Not to mention, (y/n) had no intentions of ever doing something like that again… that is unless he or someone she held dear to her heart was in trouble again.
    “I promise I won’t… not intentionally.” (Y/n) spoke, truth showing in her tone and eyes as she gazed at him.
    Steve smiled a breathtaking smile and chuckled softly. “Would you do me the privilege to go on another date? I promise, it won’t be like the last one.” He asked, hesitation in his tone.
    A bright smile grew on her face as she giggled softly. “Steven Rodgers, are you asking me to be your girlfriend?” She asked, trying hard to hide the giddiness she felt.
    A sheepish smile grew on his face as he chuckled. “Yes, I suppose I am, (Y/n).”
    “Hmmm... “ She pretended to think about it before kissing him a quick soft moment. “Yes, I will… because I think I’ve fallen in love with you, Steve.”
    He smiled brightly, pulling her face closer to his gently with both hands, kissing her deeply… one she willingly returned. “I love you too, (Y/n).”

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    A steady and monotonous beeping echoed in (y/n)’s ears as she started to slowly gain her consciousness and awareness back little by little. Her mind though was still clouded in darkness as she struggled to fully wake up. Her body felt like someone had parked a semi truck ontop of it after running into her. Every muscle that was slowly coming into feeling, was heavy and pained so much she didn’t dare move them. There was no way she could even if she wanted to, her mind still disconnected for the most part with the rest of her body.. Unable to order it to do it’s bidding.
    Ringing also hit her ears, nearly clouding out the sounds of faint voices in the background. If she hadn’t have slightly heard her name in the mix, she wouldn’t have even known they were talking at all..even if she couldn’t tell who it was speaking. (Y/n) knew that she was safe though, even if the voices at this point sounded more like jumbled alien talk then people she knew. It made her mind swirl more with unwanted pain of a migraine that was beginning to set in.
    (Y/n) groaned softly as she finally moved an arm, bringing her hand to her head to rub her temples softly. She felt the tug on her arm, internally groaning at the fact they had her hooked up to an IV and monitor on her dominate hand. Now she would have a hard time to get anything. Moving slightly though, she realized the talking had quieted down. However it wasn’t until she felt the prickling feeling of someone watching her, did she notice.
    Suddenly a hand covered her dominate one, two hands more exactly, encasing it in a cocoon of warmth. They were rough and had seen years of work and life experiences. She had an inkling of whom they belonged to… and she hoped that she would be right about it. A slightly husky yet soft voice came through her senses trying to speak to her. It took a few moments though for her mind to work out what was being said.
    “(Y/n)... you okay? Come on love, open your eyes…Please…” She could hear how heartbroken they sounded, yet there was that hint of hope that she would wake up and be okay in their voice. It only made (y/n) want to wake up that much more.
    With all her willpower, she moved her pale lips slightly. Her hand twitched slightly before slowly closing around one of those which held it. The sound of it’s owner gasping softly didn’t fail to go unnoticed as she moved her head slowly towards them. Carefully, she opened her (e/c) eyes just enough to see, the bright light in the room blinding after god knows how long she had been out of it.
    “S...st..steve?...” Her voice came out quiet and cracked. Her mouth dry as a dessert and her throat scratchy from lack of use. How long was she out for?
    The sound of a chair being pulled closer echoed in the room before she felt the soft touch of lips on the back of her hand which was holding her own. “Yes.. yes it’s me, (y/n). I’m right here. God I was so worried.” He rested his forehead against the back of her hand and she felt small drops of water hit her fingers. It was clear by the lack of any other sound in the room, it was just herself and he, so the others wouldn’t see him break down like this… but to see him, or rather feel him cry because of her, had her stomach turning slightly.
    “W...water...please.” She mumbled quietly trying to sit up with her free hand, though to no use.
    He got up though, quickly bringing back a small glass of water. Helping her to sit up with a convenient button on the side of the bed, he handed her the glass. “Here, drink up.” He sat back down on the chair, waiting patiently until she was done and able to talk more. After sitting here, well, staying with her till she woke… he was dying to make sure she was safe, okay and actually still there, not just a dream.
    When she had finished the glass, she gulped a few times, working her throat so it wouldn’t be so bad when she spoke. She was glad though that she was getting more used to the light as she opened her eyes the rest of the way. Glancing over to Steve, she could see he hadn’t slept well and still had some scrapes and bruises that were healing. “Hey you..” (Y/n) smiled softly as she looked to him.
    Steve smiled softly yet warmly back to her, taking her hand and kissing the back of it again. She was really there, finally. “Hey yourself. I was scared you wouldn’t wake up.” He admitted, his tone giving off he did not like the thought of her never waking up again.
    “Well… I’m here and awake. How long was I out for?” She asked, somewhat dreading the answer.
    He hesitated a moment before sighing quietly. “A week. After you, well decapitated your dad, you passed out. No one could wake you up either. They brought you in and surrounded your room with plants.” He used a hand to run through his golden hair, messing it up in a way that would have any girl weak at the knees… her included. “A couple days after that they were all dead, the plants. However, you were still out of it and looking weak. We brought in some more, took a couple days for those to die off as well. I.. I brought in a small bouquet of roses after that, they.. Just died today, but that’s okay. You’re awake now, that’s all that matters.” He rambled on, only stopping as she rested a hand on the side of his face gently.
    “I’m glad to see you too, Steve.” (Y/n) smiled warmly, her (e/c) eyes shimmering softly as she gazed at him.
    With a soft smile on his face, Steve blushed softly, leaning into her hand. He let out a soft yet deep sigh as he moved to sit next to her on the edge of the bed. She herself blushed at the action, her heart leaping a little in her chest. There they sat in silence for what seemed like an eternity before one of them finally broke the deafening silence in the room.
    “GET ON WITH IT!” An all too familiar billionaire's voice rang out from outside the door. It was followed by the same man making a grunt and whining that something hurt. Most likely from one of the other Avengers that were probably standing outside the door by him.
    Both Steve and (y/n) blushed deeply hearing Tony. Getting up a moment, Steve wondered to the door, opening it. Tony, Natasha and Thor nearly fell inside the room before looking up at Steve who had his arms crossed. They all quickly ran off, no doubt having something to do with whatever it was that he had whispered to them. She was glad though, she wanted time with him… just him. She wanted to be there, make sure he was okay and that he didn’t hate her for what she did.
    Walking back over to the bed, Steve sat back down again before taking her hand in his once again. With another deep sigh, he looked at her in the (e/c) eyes, his own baby blues shimmering with an emotion she couldn’t quite decipher. It was almost as if he was searching for something and when he seemed to either find it or not, he leaned forward, resting his forehead against her own.
    “(Y/n), don’t scare me like that again. I thought you were dead… I… I didn’t know when you’d wake up, or if you would. Please… don’t do that to me again.” He whispered, his voice ever so slightly wavering.
    His words caught her off guard and she didn’t know what to say. She knew she had feelings for him, but she wasn’t sure he had any… but this was definitely a sign right? Not to mention, (y/n) had no intentions of ever doing something like that again… that is unless he or someone she held dear to her heart was in trouble again.
    “I promise I won’t… not intentionally.” (Y/n) spoke, truth showing in her tone and eyes as she gazed at him.
    Steve smiled a breathtaking smile and chuckled softly. “Would you do me the privilege to go on another date? I promise, it won’t be like the last one.” He asked, hesitation in his tone.
    A bright smile grew on her face as she giggled softly. “Steven Rodgers, are you asking me to be your girlfriend?” She asked, trying hard to hide the giddiness she felt.
    A sheepish smile grew on his face as he chuckled. “Yes, I suppose I am, (Y/n).”
    “Hmmm... “ She pretended to think about it before kissing him a quick soft moment. “Yes, I will… because I think I’ve fallen in love with you, Steve.”
    He smiled brightly, pulling her face closer to his gently with both hands, kissing her deeply… one she willingly returned. “I love you too, (Y/n).”