Song: The Neighbourhood - flawless.

Imagine; Steve keeps talking about having kids, you can't have them because of this rare condition, you tell him.

•

'Now that the world is safe...again...sort of...why don't we start trying?'

'Start trying what?' You ask playing dumb.

You understand what he's trying to refer to, the thing that will make him complete, that would be the last piece of the puzzle he calls the "perfect picture".

'To have a kid, maybe two...' he wraps his arms around you and you push yourself out of his grip again.

'Steve...' you sigh as you walk to the other side of the room.

'Hey what's wrong?, did I..did I do something?' He asks.

It's those eyes, it really is, It's like strangling the little mermaid with a bicycle chain. If he thinks he did something wrong or when he's heard, well then it's the last time she would see Prince Erik for sure.

'No, you're perfect!, that what makes this so hard!, Steve I do want children trust me...I really do, really badly too but...I can't..'

'Why not?' He asks coming closer.

'I...I'm physically incapable of having children... and I wanted to tell you sooner but then Thanos came and.. we lost people and I just couldn't-' tears fill your yes bur you blink rapidly, making them go away.

'So you're telling me that.. all this time I could've...' his voice dies when he realises what he's about to say.

Emotions race through his body from rage to sadness to guilt to whatever he comes up with next.

'Could've what...' you reply to him, the hurt evident in your voice. 'Could've what Steve...'

'I could've had someone who could actually give me children...' he finishes.

'Then go... be with someone else... maybe go back in time to Peggy, she can surely give you children...'

'You know what maybe I will..' he spits and you frown at him. 'At least she wouldn't keep secrets like this...'

'Steve you can't be serious?!, do you know how hard it is to even get through to yourself?, that the one thing you're supposed to do, you can't?. And all you can talk about is trying to have them and I...'

'You what y/n?!'

'I know that I can't, that my body won't be able to... and that I will lose you because of it!, I felt guilty, still do because you're the best thing to ever happen to me... and I just can't lose you.. but I guess you're  more than willing to lose me...'

He stays quiet, he stands up but doesn't say a word, he just moves past you and not a second later you hear the door slam.

You were expecting a surprising reaction but you didn't expect him to be mad at you for something you can't even fix. Not to mention that you stood by him every step of the way and now that you need him... he just leaves and slams the door behind him.

You slowly drag yourself to the bedroom and you take out your phone, dialling Nat's number. A few seconds later she picks up.

You try to speak up but you can't even get anything out before you start sobbing on the phone, that's a signal for her to come over to your apartment.

A few minutes pass before a knock on the door echoes through the house. The door opens and Nat walks in, closing it behind her and moving straight to your bedroom to find you laying down.

'Oh baby...' she sigh as she sits down and pulls you into a tight hug.

You sob for a while, completely soaking her shirt, but of course Nat doesn't care, she'd rather have you sobbing for hours and wetting  her shirt than leave you on your own, waiting for god knows what to happen to you.

'He kept... he kept bringing it up so I told him... I expected some reaction...but not for him to get angry...'

'Well excuse me for saying this but he has no right, he has no right to make you feel like shit, he has no right to be angry at you...and don't make me see him because I'll rip him to shreds...dick...' she sighs.

'He's going back to Peggy, he's going to build a life with her... and I'll just get over it...'

'This is ridiculous... if he knows what's good for him he will make it up to you.. big time... or I'll be the one to kill him.. not Hydra... me.'

Steve's outside, he blames his supersoldier hearing for eavesdropping on you. But he heard everything. You're right, you stood by him with every stupid little incident, you fought for and with him. He couldn't do this to you, and Peggy?, she's out of Steve's mind since the day he met you.

•

He feels someone soothing him, a thumb running over the back of his hand. He can't feel much else than the pain of the fall and the rubble rolling him, almost drowning and being dragged out of the water.

He opens his eyes and sees you holding his hand, mindlessly running your thumb over it while staring out of the window. You must be tired because you're leaning on your hand.

'Heavy head?' He rasps and your head snaps to him.

'Well that's what you get for dating a reckless prick...' you reply sassy and he smiles at you.

'Sorry...'

'You should be...scared the living daylights out of me Mister Rogers..' you grin.

•

'Why is the room spinning?' You ask Steve with a hazy smile.

You got injured during the mission so they had to pump you full of these drugs that keep you calm and sedated making you act like you're high.

'The room isn't spinning y/n just lay down...'

'Did you see that man just now?, the blonde with the blue eyes?' You ask looking straight at the man you're describing making him laugh.

'Yes I did...' he replies serious.

'He's cute... maybe I can get this number or something...He there he is again!' You point at him. You look down to see him holding your hand and you gasp. 'We're already holding hands what the fuck?!' You screech.

'Y/n language...were in the med bay, there's other folks here too...'

'Oh shit!, sorry everyone...also hi!'

•

'What do you think?, do you think I should sign the accords?'

'I think you should do what feels right, you know I support you no matter what...' you wrap your arms around his neck as he sighs.

You lean over him and press a kiss to his cheek as he slides his hands up and down your arms as he stares at the accords.

'I want to do the right thing but...'

'But it doesn't feel like the right thing... does it?, Steve it's simple, if you don't want to sign the damn thing...then don't...'

'What about you?'

'Hey I'm retired.. my signature doesn't mean shit..' you hum.

•

'We lost...' Steve's forehead ends up on your stomach, he's sitting on the bed and you're trying to comfort him.

'We will find a way Steve.. we always do...'

'But what if we don't?'

'Then we keep going, we need to keep going... like we always do.. it's a setback but we will never let that make us lose hope remember?, you taught me that...'

•

Steve Stands in the platform with his suit on, the stones neatly in a case. you're back home, in the apartment with Nat. She hasn't left you alone since Steve walked out.

Natasha knows how bad things could get if you're alone in situations like this, Steve really changed you for the better but this was going to break you in ways she wouldn't want you to.

5 seconds, that's how long it took to return the stones, he went back to 1942, he saw Peggy but still, he couldn't get you out of his mind. Peggy is in the past. You're his future. And he needs you as much as you need him right now.

you stood by him and now is the time to return the favour, he will forever regret it if he doesn't go to you right now.

So that's what he does, he picks up some flowers on the way too, roses because those are the only flowers you actually like. You love the deep red ones. When he was in the hospital, which was a lot, you'd always bring fresh ones over just for him to look at.

And now he's at the door. He doesn't hesitate to open but listens before he goes in. Nat doesn't even seem to be there anymore, probably getting you some things.

'Nat?' Your voice is shaky and he can hear you sniff. 'Nat are you there?' You ask again and this time he can hear footsteps approaching him.

He holds his breath, he doesn't register it but he does, carefully waiting for your reaction.

The minute you walk around the corner your eyes go wide. God you look awful, you have bags under your eyes and they're red and puffy from the crying. You're still wearing the same clothes from yesterday.

'Steve?, What are you doing here?' There's no venom in your tone, no spits, just a confused question, a soft tone.

'I'm sorry...' he blurts out. 'I'm so sorry.. I had no right to act like that towards you... I need you to know that I never meant any of it, that I was being so incredibly stupid... and that I don't care wether you can give me kids or not because you're enough for me...your more than I deserve even... and I know that you'll probably never want to see me again but I needed you to know that any man would be lucky to have you and that I'm not good enough for you.. not when I reacted the way I did...'

'Steve...you came back for me?' You ask and he answers with a nod.

'But you could've had a life, a house a wife and kids... why would you...'

'Because like I said, you're more than enough for me... I want you for you, not because of what you could give me... will you please forgive me?'

Without even answering him you wrap your arms around his torso and bury your face into his chest.

He lays the flowers down on the counter and then wraps his arms around you too.

'Nat is gonna kill me isn't she?'

'Yeah..'

'I deserve that don't I...'

'Yeah... you kind of do...'