MCU (Avengers) Imagines Part Two

Sam Wilson X Reader - Before I Cry

A/N - This chapter is based on the song 'Before I Cry' by Lady Gaga, from A Star Is Born. I hope you all enjoy it.

To say you had been startled when Steve Rogers had turned up on your doorstep would be an understatement. When Sam had made a comment about having been out running with Captain America you had assumed it was a joke. And then when he'd told you that he'd shown up at one of his group sessions, you had thought maybe he was just teasing you. It was easy to look at it as some stupid trap to trick you into thinking that your husband was becoming besties with the most famous soldiers of all time. But then you had opened the door and found him looking back at you, his brow furrowed in confusion.

"Is this Sam Wilson's residence?" Your head tilted to the side slightly, mouth opening and closing as you attempted to make sense of what you were seeing, your eyes flitting between him and the woman at his side. "Ma'am?"

You quickly nodded, clearing your throat slightly. "Sam? Your friends are here," you called out, eyes still focused on the pair in front of you. 

"Baby, we don't have friends-" Sam started, moving out into the hall, his hand resting on your hip as he pressed a kiss to your shoulder. And then his eyes had spotted Steve. "Shit," he uttered, his tongue darting out to wet his lips. "Sweetheart, you go on inside; I'll be right there," he added, patting your hip until you nodded and did as you were told, hesitating once you were back in the living room, still within earshot.

"I'm sorry about this, we need a place to lay low," Steve uttered.

"Everyone we know is trying to kill us-"

"This is Y/N's home too-" Sam interrupted, stopping Nat before she could finish her sentence. "And if these people find out that we helped you, there'll be a target on her back. I can't do that to her. It isn't fair-"

"Sam," you murmured, drawing his attention back to you. He looked a little startled to find you standing beside him. "They need your help," you added softly, moving forward and linking your fingers with Sam's. "You can stay for as long as you need," you told them, tucking yourself into his side to let them into the house. 

"Y/N-" Sam said your name as if it was a warning, unwilling to actually argue with you when you had company. 

You sent him a small smile. "We'll talk later," you uttered, watching as he nodded. "There's a spare room at the end of the hall, and the bathroom's fully stocked with towels and shower stuff. I can find you some spare clothes, if you'd like?" 

Nat looked a little shocked at how sweet your were being, but nodded anyway, watching you hurry off into your room to collect some clothing. "She's nice," she hummed softly. "How'd you get her to marry you?"

You snorted with laughter as you reappeared with a little pile of folded clothes. "He tricked me into falling in love with him when we were kids and then there was no escaping him," you told her, sending him your sweetest smile as he raised an eyebrow at you. 

"I happen to remember you asking me out," he corrected. 

"Only because you were too scared to make the first move." You placed the clothes in Nat's arms. "You'll have everything you guys need in the spare room," you told her, pointing towards the door at the end of the hall. "But give me a shout if I can help with anything else."

Nat and Steve moved off in the direction of the spare bedroom, leaving you alone with your husband. You moved off into the kitchen, immediately setting to work on some breakfast. 

"What are you doing?"

You glanced up at him, brow furrowed. "I bet they're starving-"

"Baby, you can't just invite them into our home. There are people looking for them; dangerous people."

You paused for a moment. "Sam, they needed help, and they haven't got anywhere else to go-"

"Because everyone else is trying to kill them," he bit out. "And if they find out that they're here, they'll kill us too."

"I-"

"Do you ever thing before you act?" You stilled at the venom in his voice, your stomach dropping. Sam had never spoken to you like that before. Sure, you'd had arguments, but neither of you lashed out the way he just had. "You can't just make decisions like that without talking to me. Especially when you don't even know what's going on."

"Sam, I-" your words dropped off, your breath getting caught in your throat. "I didn't mean to-" A soft sob slipped out of you, your hands gripping the countertop as you tried to calm yourself. 

"Sweetheart," he hummed, moving forward, his hands landing on your hip. "Don't cry, please don't cry." 

You sniffled, attempting to push down the choked sounds that wanted to escape you. "I didn't know it was such a big deal," you started, letting him turn you around to face him, his arms wrapping around you, pulling you close. 

"I know," he uttered, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. "I know you didn't, sweetheart, but that's why you need to talk to me before making decisions like this-" He sighed. "God, if someone hurt you-" his words dropped off. "If someone did anything to you, I don't know what I'd do with myself." 

He pulled back, shifting to cup your face in his hands. 

"I'm sorry," you murmured, tears still staining your cheeks. 

"It's okay," he told you, brushing away the stray tears with his thumb. "It's done now. We've just got to try and keep this quiet; keep you out of trouble."

You nodded. "I love you."

"I know, Baby. I love you too," he hummed, pressing his lips to yours before releasing you completely. "Come on, let's make breakfast, and then we can figure out what those two did to piss off-" he paused, sighing slightly, "-everyone they've ever known. God, I need to stop making new friends."

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