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Distant Goodbye

30 Day Writing Challenge Day 9 - 'Love Letter'

Pairing: Steve Rogers x G!N Reader

Triggers: A bit angsty

Word Count: 759

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*This is more of a goodbye letter than love letter, but even though the letter is sad, it's also romantic.

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Your heart was pounding in your chest, eyes trained on the screen, hands fiddling together as you tapped your foot anxiously. It all made sense now. But you weren’t sure what you were supposed to be feeling.

The tv played the same things over and over, week in and week out, as people bickered and spoke over one another. How could Captain America be a fugitive? On the run from the government, and everything he stood for? But not just Steve Rogers; but others too. James Barnes, Clint Barton, Scott Lang, Wanda Maximoff, and Sam Wilson. Your friends. The Avengers. But not anymore.

But you knew better. You knew they were the conducted lies from the Secretary of State. You knew about the accords, and if you had known what Steve was planning sooner you would have offered to go with him. But you didn’t know. Not until it was too late.

Thinking back to nearly two months prior, you stood up and walked into your office. Opening up your drawer, you rifled to the bottom and pulled out a stack of letters. All written to you by Steve. Short notes, or long letters he wrote to you over the last few years. Pulling out the top one, you stared at it for a moment. You had found it slipped under your front door. From your name written on the front you knew who it was from.

Opening the letter again for the countless times since you first got it, you sat on the edge of your bed as you read it over again. Now, knowing the full context behind it for the first time.

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Dear Y/n,

I’m sorry that I can’t be there in person to tell you this, to explain what is going on. I knew that if I was, you would try to come with me. But I can’t let you do that yet, not right now.

At first it was the Sakovia Accords. You knew I couldn’t sign them. They stand against everything we need to believe in. But now it’s more than that. I have to help Bucky. He didn’t kill King T’Chaka, I need to stop them from imprisoning him again.

Things are going to get messy now Y/n. And I don’t know when I will be able to come back to you. But I need you to know that I love you more than anything in the world.

I felt so out of place when I came back. Nothing felt right. But then I met you, and you made everything better. I can’t picture my life without you, nor do I want to. I thought I had no future outside of fighting, but you made me see and want more for my life.

I want the rest of my life to be full of your laughter, and your smile. I want to continue waking up next to you every morning. To hold your hand, to hold you in my arms. To dance around the room to our favorite songs. To be happy with you until we grow old together. I want to be with you for the rest of my life. You are my life Y/n.

So please know that I am not leaving you. I will come back for you, I just need time to figure this out. They’ll be watching you, waiting for me to come get you. But I want you to be ready. I promise I will come for you. Please wait for me.

Until then, please remember how much I love you.

See you soon.

Love, Steve.

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You closed the letter and no longer fought the tears that threatened to escape. At first, you were angry. Angry that he did not take you with him, that he did not explain more. But the more you thought about it, the more you understood.

But now you waited impatiently, desperately day in and day out. Every time the doorbell rang, or there was a knock at the door. Every time you heard a bump in the night, you thought it was him. But it never was. Not yet.

But you would wait for him. You would wait years if you had too. Though the idea made your heart ache. You would suffer through the countless questions and interrogations about where he went. You would worry about where he was, if he was safe. You would never give up on him. No matter what.

No matter what, you would wait.

xx End xx