CaptainAmericaxReaderxAmerica 6b Cap ending

When you arrived at the house, Steve wasn’t there but you were too exhausted from crying for hours to investigate. You pulled your phone out of your pocket, checking for messages. Of course there were none so you threw it on the bed and drew a hot bath in hopes that your worries would melt away.

The bubbles rolled over your body as the music you were listening to filled your ears. You lost yourself in your thoughts. Much to your surprise you had relaxed to the point where you ended up falling asleep. By the time you awoke, the water had run cold and your fingers had pruned. What had disturbed your light slumber was the sound of someone stirring in the next room.

You drained the water and quickly changed into a nearby nightgown, wrapping a towel around your hair as you headed to the bedroom. Steve was taking items out of his pockets, setting them on the dresser. He swayed to and fro as he attempted to take off his shoes.

“Steve, honey, sit down.” You held his hand and helped him sit on the edge of the bed. You untied and took off his shoes, placing them near the rest of them.

“I love you.” He slurred looking up at you, his eyes glistening from the alcohol he had been drinking for the past few hours. His hand reached for yours although you were attempting to move the blankets out of the way so he could go to sleep.

“I love you too. But you need to get to bed, okay? You haven’t been drunk in years so you’ll have a killer hangover in the morning.” You helped him under the covers, smiling softly as he looked up at you with glassy eyes and a slightly redden face.
Steve grabbed your hand and pulled you down to the bed, wishing to be near you. “I know that you don’t. Not anymore. You love somebody else and I know it.” He dropped your hand and stared at the ceiling.

You sighed and stroked his hair. “That’s not true. I love you, Steve. Yes, I went out with someone else, but I don’t love you any less.” You pulled the covers over his body and kissed his cheek.

“I’m such an awful husband. It’s all my fault. If I treated you better, this wouldn’t have happened. I’m so sorry.” His voice became thick with the tears he was trying to hold back. He wiped the small tears away and sighed.

“I just never thought I would turn into this. I wanted to be the perfect husband but that all went to shit, (F/N). I fucking ruined our marriage because I spent so much time worrying about the rest of the world when I forgot about the most important person in my life.” He stroked your hand with his fingers and kissed your hand.

“Can you ever forgive me? I know it’s a lot to ask, but I want to have some hope that I can make this okay.” You looked at him and smiled softly, tears flowing down your face.

“Steve, if we work on our marriage and you actually give effort, of course I can forgive you. You’re the love of my life and I want to work this out. That’s all that I have wanted to do for the past few years.” You ran your hands through his hair when he laid on your lap.

The two of you fell asleep like that, much to your neck’s despair. You awoke early in the morning pain shooting up your body as you sat up. Steve was still lying on your lap, but he had been awake for a while.

“Good morning.” You stroked Steve’s hair, hoping not to disturb him. You smiled sweetly when he ran his hand across your leg as he wished you good morning.

“I’m sorry that I got drunk last night. I didn’t know what else to do and –“

“Steve, stop. You don’t need to apologize. It’s alright, love. Most men in your position would do the same. Do you remember anything you said last night?” You looked up at him as he crawled out of bed, his button up shirt was disheveled and his pants had shifted a bit to the side.

“Yeah and I meant what I said. We need to work on this. And I want you to cut off all contact with that guy.” Steve unbuttoned his shirt and threw it across the room and into the laundry basket.

You climbed out of bed and stretched out your limbs which were stiff from sleep. Your neck cried out in pain due to the awkward angle in which you had slept. “Consider it done.” You wrapped your arms around his waist and buried you face in his chest.

“Good. I love you.” He kissed the top of your head and held you closely. You smiled, happy that you were going to fix the love that you had.