#captain americaxreader

pairing: Steve Rogers x reader

Summary: from being one of the world’s deadliest assassin to being SHIELD’s top Human Behaviorist/ Rehabilitator life seem like it finally on this lonely track. Perhaps a certain super soldier will turn your life around and show you that being alone isn't what you deserve.

Click. Click. Click.

This shouldn’t bug you. This should be your proudest moment. You should be excited. But why is this bugging you?

Click. Click. Click.

Perhaps you should talk to Fury, maybe convince him she isn’t ready.

Click. Click. Click.

Just maybe... Click.

A groan was heard from the corner, the sound of crumpling papers and muttering of profanity that only a certain Russian spy can master. 

Click. Click. Click.

You felt something hit your head. You snap out of your little inner crisis and glared at the culprit.

 “Don’t give me that look! Enough with the pen Y/N, you shouldn’t worry.” Nat turns and sighs as she sees the worry lines forming on your forehead. After many years of knowing each other, Nat isn’t use to seeing Y/N so stress. Always so calm and collected no matter the situation. But to see this side always throws her off. 

Y/N whined and laid her head against the cold metal desk. Maybe this will help her think clearly, since she wasn’t getting any help from her Russian friend. Nat walked towards Y/n and gently rub her back. 

“Why not tell agent 14 that you can help her if she needs it just in case?” Nat whisper as she continue rubbing your back. Moving your head to the side to look at Nat straight into her green eyes.

“I already offer my help but agent 14 doesn’t want it. Saying she’ll probably do a better job.” Y/n groan and pressed her head even more to the desk. 

She heard Nat scoff and patted your back and teasingly said “Well how about you tell Fury what might go wrong with agent 14’s plan.”

 You perk your head up and gave Nat a dazzling smile. “Now that’s a wonderful idea. And here I thought you weren’t going to be helpful.” You shot up from your seat and quickly went out your office. Yelling over your shoulder “I’ll be back! I still want to hear about your mission!” You can hear her chuckle and mutter to herself that she was always helpful. 

Once you made it to Fury’s office you knock on the door knowing he had a meeting with agent 14 about her set up for the assignment. The door open and there stood Fury with an amuse look and agent 14 with a sour look on her face. “Sorry am I interrupting something?” You ask all innocently. 

Fury open the door wider to let you in. You took a seat and waited for Fury to start. “Well your mentee was just letting me know what she was planning to do with her assignment.” Fury stated and gave agent 14 a look to continue. 

Y/n stared at her and notice she was gripping the chair too tightly, her right foot twitching, heart rate slightly elevated, and jaw was tensing. Common signs of being Frustrated and tense. Y/N smirk and settle into her chair. “As I was saying before Y/n grace us with her appearance, I would like to set up a recovery room make him believe that he is still in the 40’s before letting him know that he was asleep for 70 years.” Agent 14 look like she hit the jackpot with her little plan. 

You can already tell her plan was going to back fire. Steven Grant Rogers AKA Captain America isn’t going to fall for this idiotic plan. 

Before Fury could open his mouth you cut in “And just how are you going to convince him he is still in the 40’s? Forget about the recovery room cause anyone can make one.”

 She glared at you and shifted her body towards you. “Well for starters I will have a very convincing backdrop behind the widow, a radio playing something from the 40’s and finally I will be dress as a 40’s government agent.” She snapped at you. 

You can see that she was trying to hold her anger in, but this is going to be messy real quick. You looked at Fury and he nodded to you knowing that you were going to give your opinion on this matter. You sighed “I honestly think this is going to end badly. This is Captain America he isn’t going to fall for this. He will figure it out and be prepared to have some injured agents Fury.” 

Agent 14 cross her arms and sneer at you “What is it that you don't like? Oh wait it doesn’t matter cause this isn’t your assignment it’s mine.”

 You just shook your head and stared at her. “First off the radio isn’t going to work cause you don’t know what he listened to already. Second he’s a super soldier he’ll know its a backdrop and lastly how are you going to break it to him that he’s been asleep for 70 years?” 

Agent 14 was fuming, you can see her knuckles turning white. You were about to continue but you heard Fury clearing his throat. You both turn your attention to Fury, he was leaning back in his chair fingers intertwine pressed against his chest. “As much as I want to hear your opinion on this matter, it is agent 14 assignment and it’s up to her if she wants to take your advice agent Y/L/N.” 

Agent 14 was beaming with pride thinking she finally stump you. You scoff and got up from your seat to lean forward over Fury’s desk. Pressing your hands firmly on the steel cold desk and sporting your best “don't fuck with me” face.

“Just know this is going to end badly and when it does, you know where to reach me” you hissed, slightly pushing back from the desk and stalk your way out the office.

On your way back to your office you still felt off about agent 14’s set up. How can they deceive Captain America like that. The man who saved our lives by giving up his to the freezing Arctic. You sigh and slam your door open. Nat look up and notice your worry lines again.

“Want a hug маленькая смерть?” She cooed with her arms wide open.

You softly nodded and wrap yourself around her torso. You huffed and rested your forehead against her shoulder.

“Let’s go to lunch, you can finally tell me how your mission went.” You murmur softly as you let go of her and grabbing your purse.

“Fine by me маленькая смерть” Nat swiftly walked ahead of you holding the door open with teasing eyes. Glaring back you shove her out of the way and lock your office. You can hear her chuckling as she ruffled your hair. You playfully smack her hand away and laugh a little at the teasing Russian.

“And how many times do I have to tell you not to call me that Nat?” You whined but quickly laugh when she rolled her eyes at you. Perhaps after all that have been said hopefully agent 14 took your advice. 

A couple weeks later you were in your office getting ready for a meeting with the new agents of SHIELD. Your job consist of weeding out the impotent, bad intentions, and down right evil of agents which happens once in awhile. You can read a person so well that in one glance you can tell what’s their behavior patterns are and what they will do next before they can even think about it. Were you a psychic? Absolutely not you just happen to make this job easier to reduce any rogue agents. You also help agents that defective from opposing countries and settled in to their new lives. Did you enjoy your job? Of course! Does it feel like something is missing? Maybe....

All the sudden you hear the over COM blasting out. “ALL AGENTS, CODE 13! I REPEAT ALL AGENTS, CODE 13!”

Your eyes widen quickly jumping from your seat, you felt your heart racing as you got to your door. Ripping open the door with great force that it barely tore off from its hinges. You look down and saw a couple of agents disperse across the floor. Your eyes located on agent 14 as she was trying to keep her composure, but you can tell that there were tears in her eyes, her heart booming, and her face completely red. Not everyone can handle this job.

 BUZZ. BUZZ. BUZZ. BUZZ.

Reaching into your pocket you answer your phone. You already knew who was calling didn’t even bother looking at the caller ID.

“Agent Y/L/N you were right. We need you to come in as soon as possible you’ll be handling this assignment.”