Marvel Imagines

Steve Rogers- Abyss

(Ooh what have I done..)

"I know this is a really inappropriate time to say this, but-"

Steve's grip tightens on your arm, but you can barely feel it as you dangle thousands of feet above an abyss that you know is filled with pointy rocks.

"Steve," You gasp out, vision blurring as you blink away the tears to see Steve face clearly. His expression is terrified, but he's smiling nonetheless. "just-just let.. let me go."

He shakes his head, straining to pull you up farther but he stops and hangs his head in defeat.

"Like I said. I know this is a really inappropriate time to say this, but I-"

A freezing blast of wind makes him stop and exhale sharply, his breath coming out in white fog. Then a sickening grinding of metal makes both of you look towards the ceiling. The beam that had been damaged in the fight is slowly tearing off the building, making the ceiling cave in on itself.

"Today's a really bad day," Steve huffs out, eyes finding yours and you barely have a chance to blink before he grunts and throws you up and onto the floor.

Relief of being on solid ground floods through your veins so fast you get lightheaded. "Steve-"

"We have to go," He's then taking your arms and pulling you towards the exit, barely jumping out of the way of a beam slamming into the ground. "Natasha said she'd wait ten minuets until taking off. It's been six minutes."

You nod, hobbling to catch up with Steve as he rushes to the exit. But then a piece of the ceiling slices though the air, aiming right toward you and- and Steve's there, pushing you out of the way.

"Steve!" You scream hoarsely, scrambling to your feet and nearly gag when you see blood spilling onto the white tiles. "Steve!"

A choking sound comes from behind the sheet of metal, and you stumble around it and nearly fall to your knees. Steve lays there, a large gash in his side already covered in red.

"(Y-Y/n).." He coughs, bloodied hand reaching forward blinding. You run to his side, your throat closing as you drop to the floor and press your hands to his wound in hopes of trying to stop the bleeding. "I-I know this is a really inappropriate tim-me to s-say this but.. I love you."

You laugh brokenly, head hanging as he takes your hands in his and smiles loosely. "I love you too-"

The shrieking of metal grinding makes you jump, along with the ground violently shaking and cracking.

"You have.. have to get out," Steve murmurs breathlessly, lightly pushing on your hands. But you don't move and grab them firmly.

"I can't," You say, trying to ignore the way the building seems to slide off the cliff and begins its decent to the abyss of pointy rocks. "I couldn't even if I wanted to."

A small, sad smile pulls at his lips. "C-Come here.."

You sniffle, laying on the side of him which doesn't have any blood and rest your head on his shoulder as the building continues to rip itself apart.

"I couldn't think of any better way to go,"
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They're numb. Can't feel a thing as Natasha starts the jets engine and flies them away from the decomposing labs.

"They're okay," Tony says suddenly, but no one looks at him as he forces a smile. "I mean, he's Captain America and she's (Super hero name). Captain Steve Rogers and (Y/n) freaking (L/n). They're fine, guys. I'm telling you."

"Oh my god,"

Natasha shines the jets light on the building, using the beam to follow two objects falling through the air until they disappear once they've hit the heavy fog hanging above the abyss.

"Are those-"

"No," Tony covers his face, feeling hot tears already making their way down his face.

"It's them," Clint says monotonously, keeping his features unreadable as he turns away from the window. "It's them."