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Moon Of My Life

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Steve Rogers x Female Reader

Warnings: PTSD, Mentions of Infidelity, Pregnancy, Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, My Own Personal Trauma 🫥, Trust Issues

“It’s positive.” You fake a smile as your lip trembles, pointing at the pregnancy test with tear-stricken eyes as he enters your room, shutting the door behind him.

“You’re not happy?” He takes a seat next to you on the bed as soon as he notices your less than enthusiastic reaction, covering your hand with his in a gentle attempt to break your concentration.

You assume his words indicate that he is… happy about it. A stream of sorrow races down each cheek, blurring your vision before spilling into your lips as you finally relent and turn your head to face your patient lover.

“Hey,” he whispers, taking your face in his hands to gently wipe the tears from your eyes as his features contort in confusion. “What’s wrong? I know we didn’t plan this, but…”

“No, it’s not that.” There’s no way you could possibly verbalize how frightened you are right now without sounding completely insane. How could someone like him possibly understand that the last time a test like this came back positive, all the dominoes in your life seemed to fall until there were none left standing, leaving you there all alone to pick them up? How could you tell him that you willingly faced monsters and mercenaries without any fear because the only thing that truly scared you, the only thing that shook you to your core was this? The possibility of losing him because things had to change.

@blackleatherjacketz this almost made me bawling in the car. It's so fucking emotive and realistic, it literally pulled at my heartstrings

It took me a long time to finally write about this wound of mine. Glad it came across the way I wanted it to!

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Steve Rogers x Female Reader

Warnings: PTSD, Mentions of Infidelity, Pregnancy, Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, My Own Personal Trauma 🫥, Trust Issues

“It’s positive.” You fake a smile as your lip trembles, pointing at the pregnancy test with tear-stricken eyes as he enters your room, shutting the door behind him.

“You’re not happy?” He takes a seat next to you on the bed as soon as he notices your less than enthusiastic reaction, covering your hand with his in a gentle attempt to break your concentration.

You assume his words indicate that he is… happy about it. A stream of sorrow races down each cheek, blurring your vision before spilling into your lips as you finally relent and turn your head to face your patient lover.

“Hey,” he whispers, taking your face in his hands to gently wipe the tears from your eyes as his features contort in confusion. “What’s wrong? I know we didn’t plan this, but…”

“No, it’s not that.” There’s no way you could possibly verbalize how frightened you are right now without sounding completely insane. How could someone like him possibly understand that the last time a test like this came back positive, all the dominoes in your life seemed to fall until there were none left standing, leaving you there all alone to pick them up? How could you tell him that you willingly faced monsters and mercenaries without any fear because the only thing that truly scared you, the only thing that shook you to your core was this? The possibility of losing him because things had to change.

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Baaaabe this was so raw and good and you took me out with the last line

Steve is the only character I feel safe enough to let all that out with. I’m so glad the heartache came across as raw as I planned! Thanks for reading and commenting, my love!

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Steve Rogers x Female Reader

Warnings: PTSD, Mentions of Infidelity, Pregnancy, Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, My Own Personal Trauma 🫥, Trust Issues

“It’s positive.” You fake a smile as your lip trembles, pointing at the pregnancy test with tear-stricken eyes as he enters your room, shutting the door behind him.

“You’re not happy?” He takes a seat next to you on the bed as soon as he notices your less than enthusiastic reaction, covering your hand with his in a gentle attempt to break your concentration.

You assume his words indicate that he is… happy about it. A stream of sorrow races down each cheek, blurring your vision before spilling into your lips as you finally relent and turn your head to face your patient lover.

“Hey,” he whispers, taking your face in his hands to gently wipe the tears from your eyes as his features contort in confusion. “What’s wrong? I know we didn’t plan this, but…”

“No, it’s not that.” There’s no way you could possibly verbalize how frightened you are right now without sounding completely insane. How could someone like him possibly understand that the last time a test like this came back positive, all the dominoes in your life seemed to fall until there were none left standing, leaving you there all alone to pick them up? How could you tell him that you willingly faced monsters and mercenaries without any fear because the only thing that truly scared you, the only thing that shook you to your core was this? The possibility of losing him because things had to change.

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