Pairing: Steve x Reader
Word Count: 2.3k
Warnings: A few swears
Summary: Steve comes home injured. You have something to say to him about it.
A/N: I wrote this because Steven is stupid. That’s all. Enjoy!
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The bedroom is dark when Steve steps in. Warm and drenched in your scent.
It calms his mind, the soft moonlight lighting up his home. Makes the cuts on his face and the gash on his cheekbone stop throbbing. It turns the bruising of his ribs into a phantom pain, an ache he can barely register.
He glances at the clock on the nightstand, notices how late it is. Setting his bag down as carefully as he can, he toes off his boots. Starts to step out of his suit as his eyes adjust to the inky air around him. Allows himself to look around until he sees the pile of blankets on the bed, moving slightly with your deep breaths.
It’s like he’s only been gone for a few minutes when he sees one of your hands lying limp over the side of the bed, the only part of your body he can see. It’s like the three weeks he spent away from you didn’t happen – like they were only a hazy dream. And now he’s waking up with you.
Stupid
Published
Toad's Cave 