Chris and Co. Oneshots

Burn - Steve Rogers x Reader

Warnings: Angst, cheating, lots of Hamilton references

I could barely remember the past few days. Just a few days ago I was having a great visit back to England to visit my parents after a not seeing them for well over a year.

We had just come back from a walk in the woods when I saw the newspaper lying on the table, its headline staring back at me like a slap in the face. My hands tremble as I pick it up and read it, 'Captain America: Modern Day Reynolds Pamphlet'. I pull a chair out and my legs give out as I sit down and read the rest of the article.

Captain America: America's golden boy? Or This Century's Alexander Hamilton? Rumours had been swirling in the top secret circles that Captain America had been secretly selling information to militant groups, undermining the work of the Avengers, MI5, CIA and SHIELD. However in a statement released from Rogers yesterday evening, he refuted these rumours by admitting to having an affair with Ms Reynolds. Rogers has admitted that files missing from Avengers and SHIELD databases were at Ms Reynolds apartment in New York, where he had been working on them while staying there. However he also admitted to amorous connections with Ms Reynolds within his own house while he wife was out of town visit family and friends. Captain America is no longer the sparking hero we once knew. By admitting this Captain America has ruined his own life, we can only feel sorry for his poor wife.

I made my way back to New York that evening relieved to find the house me and steve shared empty.

I hear a knock on the door, I take a deep breath preparing myself to face steve. I was relieved to find Natasha stood on the other side of the door. Every tear I had been holding back falls and she pulls me in for a hug promising me that if steve came anywhere near me she'd kill him.

"I don't get how he could have done this" I cry wiping away the tears as we sit down on the couch.

"He's a soldier, they do what it take to survive, unfortunately you married an Icarus who flew to close to the sun" she tells me rubbing my back soothingly.

"I need to get out of here, I can't stay here" I say looking around at all the memories me and steve made in this house. Photos of happier simpler times like at the Christmas party when we first met.

"I'll help, keep an eye out too" she tells me nodding over to the door.

"thank you" I say voice barely above a whisper as I head upstairs to pack a bag.

As I packed up everything in our bedroom I headed back downstairs to grab a few of my belongings. Nat had lit the fire warming up the house making a cold situation seem a bit warmer.

I opened a draw finding my most prized precession. When me and steve started dating I was back and forth from England so steve wrote me letters. We knew it was old fashioned but it was so romantic and seeing a letter arrive almost everyday was exciting and was the best part of my day. I sit down on the couch and start reading through them all, I knew it was a bad idea but I couldn't help it.

I was helpless, he had such a way with words, it was like he was building me palaces out of paragraphs and cathedrals. When I read them I remembered the moment I knew he was mine, or at least I thought he was mine. My breathing become ragged as I flip through them looking for any kind of sign or answer as to why he would do this. I hear a car pull up outside and nat yelling at steve, telling him he'd inventing a new kind of stupid, something he could never undo.

I squeeze my eyes shut trying to stop the tears from falling when I hear the door open and him say my name. I feel his hand on my shoulder and I shrug it off standing up and stepping away from him.

"how could you, you said you were mine" I mutter words filled with venom as I glare over at him holding up his letters.

He looks back over at me eyes filled with regret as he looked over at me pleadingly.

"you published everything, without even speaking to me first, don't you think I deserved a heads up?" I scream tears falling down my cheeks.

"I didn't know how—" he starts taking a step closer to me but I take a step back.

"of course you didn't because you're a coward! I read it all, how you invited her here into our bed! You've ruined everything!" I screech "you're obsessed with being the good guy that you would rather be an adulterer than a mole! Your statement was filled with senseless sentences making you seem paranoid, God how do they perceive you!" I say storming over and poking him harshly in the chest pushing him backwards.

My phone begins to ring and I see yet another unknown number calling me, another paper trying to get my response. "its barely been 24 hours and I've had thousands of calls asking me for my reaction" I sigh throwing my phone to the side.

I shake my head the letters catching my eye "but I'm erasing myself from this narrative, let everyone wonder how I reacted when you broke my heart" I say looking back over at him before turning and grabbing all his letters.

"you've torn this all apart so I'm making it burn" I spit gesturing around before chucking the letters in the fire.

Steve surges forward to try and save the letters, put I push him back with every word "the world has no right to my heart, no right to our bed so they don't get to know what I said! I'll burn the memories and the letters that might have redeemed you!" I scream pushing him back repeatedly.

"you've forfeited the right to my heart! The place in our bed, go sleep in your office instead with only the memories on when you were mine" I yell grabbing my bag and storming over to the front door.

"(Y/N)" steve mutters grabbing my arm trying to stop me.

"I hope that you burn" I sneer giving him one last look before pulling my arm from his grasp and slamming the door behind me.

I see nat sat in the car waiting for me, I quickly get in the tear falling as nat drove away. My hand falls to my stomach knowing that when the times comes, I'll have to explain the pain and embarrassment steve put me through, because he didn't learn that me and his child was his legacy.