Drinking Alone, Together.
Summary: Steve wasn’t looking for anything other than the bottom of a bottle, but fate seems to bring broken souls together.
Warnings: smut, angst, alcohol as a coping mechanism, drinking to forget.
W/C: 1.9k
Rating: E (explicit - 18+)
Characters: Steve Rogers, fem!reader (she/her)
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Fem!Reader (she/her - no descriptions of body type or ethnicity).
Bingo: @anyfandomangstbingo Square Filled: drinking the pain away.
Notes: Set in the missing 5 years of Endgame. Inspired by Carrie Underwood - Drinking Alone. I used some of the lyrics too.
Betas: @writercole // @deanwinchesterswitch // @cockslut-padalecki
Graphics: dividers by @firefly-graphics
Master Lists: Main // Steve Rogers // AF Angst
Steve wasn’t looking for anything other than the bottom of a bottle, or ten. The serum coursing through him meant he couldn’t get drunk, at least not in the traditional sense. But Thor had left three barrels of Asgardian liquor at the compound, and he had filled two hip flasks to mix with the whiskey he ordered at the bar.
His baseball cap and the circular booth at the back of the room offered some privacy. The small wall light, covered by a dark red shade and a visible amount of dust, gave it a smoky, mysterious atmosphere, but he wasn’t there for that either.
Since the snap, he craved noise—any noise. Silence was the enemy; silence nurtured thoughts, and thoughts spawned tendrils of all the mistakes he felt he’d made. Noise and the God of Thunder’s numbing liquid were the remedies.
good lord stace 🔥 let me worship at the altar that is steve fucking rogers 🥴 this was so hot