#steven is a golden retriever at heart BUT i think the purpose of the dog in this case fits connie more

[lapis-not-lazuli]

Connverse is cat/dog coded in cheetah with an emotional support dog way

[shay-del-rey]

Behind Blue Eyes | Steve Rogers x Reader

Rating: T (minor offensive language used)

Words: 1505 (Sorry for the length!) 

Summary: One of our favourite super soldiers has a hard time adjusting to this time period...until he meets someone very special. (Crappy summary, story is a bit better!) 

A/N: So I’ve been trying to shake off the whole writer’s block thing and this story just flowed so I hope you like it as much as I enjoyed writing it. Also, pure, tooth rotting kinda fluff. 

THE world had changed so much from when Steve Rogers first knew it. It wasn’t just the landscape that had undergone a drastic makeover since the 40s, but the people too.

Him? Sometimes, he swore he was still frozen in ice. That the world kept changing around him while he remained the same. Timeless, unchanging, unmoving, unfeeling.

Being Captain America was distracting at best. It gave him a sense of purpose, a sense of belonging, as far as his skills were concerned anyway.

As a person, he was still trying to figure things out. Bucky was his anchor, a way for him to remain connected to the past he was torn away from so violently. All that he was, all that he loved, seemed lost, just like his motivation to stop and take in the moment.

That all changed when he was out for a run that morning. Leaving the Avengers compound and having a heart pumping run around the park was the perfect way to lose himself. Such an ordinary activity that made him feel at least some semblance of connection to this age.

A sudden squabble between two men caught his attention and he only looked away for a second before he heard the sound of a dog bark and he collided with someone. The fall was inevitable but Steve quickly brought his arms around the other person’s frame so that his body could cushion the fall.

He took in the person laying across his chest, their legs tangled and a walking stick lying in the distance. A golden retriever trotted over and started whining and nudging his owner.

“Are you okay, Ma’am?” Steve asked, noting she kept her eyes shut tightly as she felt around and petted the dog.

“I’m fine,” she said before making a move to move her body. Her eyes were still closed as she searched the ground. Steve grew confused before his eyes caught sight of a pair of glasses and the walking stick.

He gently retrieved the sunnies before placing them in her hand and grabbed the walking stick as he helped her up.

“Thank you for this, Mr –

“Steve Rogers.”

“Mr Steve Rogers. Thank you. I’m sorry for the inconvenience.”

“It really wasn’t. I’m sorry, I bumped into you.”

Just then, a sharp bark rang out and the stranger in front of Steve laughed. “I haven’t forgotten you, Jasper.” She bent to pet him again and took a hold of his leash.

Standing, she frowned. “Wait, Steve Rogers. Why does that sound so familiar?”

Gasping suddenly, she spoke before Steve could. “Captain America?!”  

Steve smiled. “Yes, Ma’am.”

She laughed, the sound so pure and full of uninhibited joy that Steve found himself melting. “You sound like one of my students. I’m Y/N,” she said before extending a hand forward.

“Pleased to meet you, Y/N.”

“And this is Jasper, the most special boy in my life,” she said, gesturing to the canine looking up at Steve when he knelt and petted him.

“I am honoured to meet you both.”

“So what brings you out here, Mr Rogers?”

“I usually run in the mornings. The only time of the day I have some peace and quiet before work.”

Y/N pursed her lips as she smiled, deep in thought. “I know that feeling. Usually I’m surrounded by the little ones and this is the only time when I can actually come out, think, enjoy the morning air.”

“Are you a teacher then?”

“Yes. Not the most exciting job in the world but I love what I do.”

“You’re inspiring the next generation. I think teaching is a wonderful career.”

The smile Y/N gave him made his heart skip a beat. He wasn’t sure why, but he didn’t want to let go of her so very soon. But what could he go to –

“Say, Mr Rogers. Would you like to get a coffee with me? There’s a wonderful cafe just five minutes from here and their muffins are absolutely wonderful.”

“I’d love to. And please, call me Steve.”

IT had been six months since that fateful day. Every day with Y/N was like a new adventure for Steve. And as she lay in Steve’s arms that morning, he couldn’t help but remember how she had made him feel so human since she met him.

They had been at an Italian restaurant after Steve returned from one of his missions when Y/N had confided him about her visual impairment.

“I was 16, had gradually started to lose my eyesight for a while. The doctors couldn’t explain it and when it happened, I guess no one could have done anything to stop it. It was hard at first, I’m not going to lie. Just realising that I’d never get to see the sunset, the autumn colours, the colour of my boyfriend’s eyes, it was heartbreaking. I got used to it though. I guess there came a time when I decided I couldn’t just sit around and mope. I needed to get out there and change the world, in my own way. Hence, the teaching job.”

Steve held her hand and laid a gentle kiss on her knuckles. “And what a brilliant job you have done, Y/N. You’re a real superhero for never giving up on your dreams.”

She smiled before he spoke again. “Blue.”

“Sorry?”

“My eyes. They’re blue.”

A cheeky smile on her lips. “Oh, so you’re my boyfriend?”

“As long as you want me, doll.”

She smiled shyly before entwining their fingers together. “I bet you have the most beautiful blue eyes, Stevie...and a very beautiful butt too,” she said before laughing as he blushed and shook his head.

He still blushed when he thought about how raucously Y/N had laughed when Steve was hesitant to kiss her for the first time.

“I just...I don’t want to hurt you.”

Y/N had laughed out loud. “Stevie, just because I can’t see, doesn’t mean I don’t want you to kiss the daylights out of me. Geddit?”

He groaned. “You are going to me the death of me, doll.”

“Oh, but what a fun way to go, Captain,” she said before straddling his lap. She framed his face between her hands and brought her lips to his gently, moving away after biting his lower lip.

“Don’t go all shy on me now, Wonder Boy. Show me what a super soldier is capable of,” she said, smirking.

As Steve traced her jawline with his finger, he couldn’t help but remember the exact moment she had won his heart.

“What’s wrong, Steve?” Y/N had asked when he walked into her apartment, physically and mentally exhausted from the mission.

“Nothing,” he had mumbled when she swatted his arm and settled beside him on the couch. In the background, Jasper barked and ran around, excitedly playing with the new toy Steve had bought for him.

“Don’t you nothing me, Steven Rogers. Come on, baby, I can feel you hurting from here.”

He sighed and laid his back against her chest, one of her hands instantly laying on his chest while the other ran through his hair, massaging his scalp gently.

“I feel lost.”

Humming, she urged for him to continue, dropping butterfly kisses on his temple as Steve spoke.

“Everything is so different. No matter how much I try, there’s just so much to do, so much to know. Work side, I find that everything is okay. It is my skill set, so there’s no problem there. I find it so hard relating to people, finding someone who understands. I mean, I don’t mean you, that’s not what I , I messed this up again, didn’t I?”

“Ssshh, Stevie. You didn’t mess anything. It’s okay. No can, well, aside from Bucky, but I don’t think anyone can understand what you went through, what you are going through. You are hurting, my love. It will take time. You need to give it time. I know that’s asking for a lot. Just be patient. Focus on the friends you have now. Talk to them, talk to me, we’re all here for you.”

He turned in her arms and kissed her.

“I’m glad I have you.”

She smiled radiantly. “You always have me.”

Sunlight streaming in your room, Y/N stirred awake and stretched, a content smile on her face as she turned to face Steve.

“How long have you been awake?”

Steve’s eyes widened. “How’d you know I was awake?”

“I have spider senses.”

“Should I call you Spider Woman now?”

“Nah, just Y/N is fine. What time is it?”

“9.”

“Great, so breakfast? I’ll get started on pancakes.”

“I’ll help.”

She sat up, a concerned look on her face. “Are you okay, my love?”

Steve smiled, his heart bursting with love for this amazing woman. Dropping a kiss on her lips, he nuzzled her. “I’ve been more okay since you came into my life.”

Y/N snorted. “So fucking corny.”

“Language!”

“Kiss my ass, Captain,” she said, laughing before she walked to the kitchen.

God, he loved that woman.