Steve/Reader – Right to Choose
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IMAGINE: You're an Avenger. Your boyfriend is Steve. Your Dad is Iron Man himself, Tony Stark. As they and the other Avengers argue over whether or not to sign the accords you are pulled into the middle of it. What do you do? (Takes place during Civil War)
"Tony, if someone dies on your watch you don't give up," Steve voiced in exasperation as we all sat huddled, trying to work out whether or not to sign the Sokovia Accords.
After the events in New York and Sokovia, the government got scared, worried that we, the Avengers were doing more harm than good. Yes we had saved the world, but it was not without cost. The guilt of not being able to save everybody ate at me every day. It ate at us all. As a result the Sokovia accords were drawn up. They were seen as a way to control us. When we could help, how we could help, and when we'd have to stop, fall back.
Steve didn't like the idea in the slightest. After seeing HYDRA infiltrate and completely dismantle S.H.I.E.L.D, he's not the biggest fan of working under the control of government bodies anymore.
My Dad, Tony aka Iron Man on the other hand didn't hesitate in voicing his support of the idea. Like me, the guilt after the Sokovia attacks consumed him. He blamed himself for everything, Ultron, the fall out, the deaths. He hadn't been the same since. There was nothing I could say to make him feel better. He thought it was time someone else took charge, shouldered some of the responsibility for a change. Put us in check.
Two different opinions, two opposing sides, one accord. This is where it gets messy.
"Who said we're giving up?" Dad replied.
"We are if we're not taking responsibility for our actions. This document just shifts the blame."
Sitting on the couch and taking in everything they both had to say, I could tell this was going to get nasty. They were both so stubborn, so head strong. They'd never give in. It would get to the point where we all had to take sides. It was obvious who some would pick. Sam's loyalty lied with Steve. Rhodey's with my Dad. Question was, when the time came, where would I go?
I could feel Nat's eyes on me as the debate continued. She was my best friend for a reason. She knew exactly what I was thinking about, what I was internally wrestling with. As she began rubbing her palm up and down my back, I smiled. It was her way of letting me know she was there for me.
"I'm sorry Steve, but that is dangerously arrogant," Rhodey joined in.
"This is the United Nations we're talking about. It's not the World Security Council, it's not S.H.I.E.L.D, it's not HYDRA..."
"No, but its run by people with agendas, and agendas change," Steve interrupted, looking over at me for support. Normally I'd be all for helping him out. If he thinks I'm getting involved with this though, he has another thing coming.
"That's good. That's why I'm here," Dad deciding to make his voice heard again.
"When I realised what my weapons were capable of in the wrong hands, I shut it down, stopped manufacturing," my Dad continued, getting louder and louder by the second.
"Dad, calm down," I had to say. I could feel this getting heated and I didn't like it.
"Calm down? Calm down? Honey, have you listened to a word Mr Lover boy has been saying? This is insane."
"Tony, you chose to do that," Steve jumping in before I got a chance to reply. Forget saved by the bell. This was saved by the very hot, slightly annoying at the moment, super-soldier boyfriend.
"If we sign this we surrender our right to choose."
At that, the room fell into silence. Dad turned in a huff, Steve kept shaking his head, glancing over at me every now and then. The rest of us just sat there, didn't say a word. It was safe to say, you could the tension with a fricking knife.
If I'm being honest, if I was completely impartial, I'd side with Steve. I didn't see how being led by a government would work in our favour. This job is about instinct, knowing when and when not to get involved. If that was decided for us, god knows the sacrifices we'd have to make.
Sadly I wasn't completely impartial. For everyone else in the room the ultimate decision was do you sign the accord or do you not? For me, it was do I side with Steve or with my Dad?
The only way I could see out of this, was to try and get one of them to agree with the other. Either we all signed it, or none of us did. That was the only option, the only one that I saw. This wasn't going to bring us together. It was going to tear us apart.
"Dad?" I voiced, nervously whilst getting to my feet. Knowing in my heart what this could lead to.
"What sweetie?"
"What if this panel sends us somewhere we don't think we should go? What if there's somewhere we need to go and they don't let us?"
Steve was smiling at me now. Sure that he'd got me on side. Don't jump to conclusions too fast there boyfriend.
"(Y/N), see sense honey?"
"I am seeing sense Dad. We may not be perfect, but the safest hands are still our own."
"(Y/N) if we don't do this now, it's going to be done to us later. It's a fact." He wasn't backing down. This wasn't working.
"Look, I don't know about all of you, but as far as I'm concerned we have to be in this together, one way or another. We either all sign it, or none of us do."
"Maybe Tony is right (Y/N)." No Nat, this is not helping my plan.
"If we have one hand on the wheel we can still steer. If we take it off..."
"Aren't you the same woman who told the government to kiss her ass a few years ago?" Sam butted in. So much for trying to unite everybody.
"Look, we have made some very public mistakes. We need to win their trust back."
"Wait, did I mishear you? Are you actually agreeing with me? Nice to see someone is on my side. My own daughter is going against me." For god's sake Stark.
"Dad, will you shut up? This is not about taking sides. It's about making the right decision, the right decision for all of us. Do you think I want to be stuck in the middle of this? Do you for one second think that this is easy for me? Whatever choice I make will go against one of you. My Dad or my boyfriend? You or Steve? I can't do that. I won't do that. Accord or not."
"(Y/N) what are you saying?" Steve asked with worry, pulling my attention away from my Dad when he stood up beside me and took my hand in his.
"Is there anything that could get you to sign the accords?" I asked him bluntly, but with unshed tears in my eyes. I already knew what was coming.
"No. I can't sign them."
"Ok," I responded, then turning to face my Dad.
"Dad, is there anything that could get you to NOT sign them?"
"Nothing. We have to sign these honey."
"Fine. That's my decision made then." Wow, I wish it didn't have to come to this.
"What do you mean?" Wanda asked from her place on the couch, Vision and Rhodey on either side of her.
"What I mean is, if we can't come to a mutual decision, as a group, then I have no choice but to walk out that door right now."
"(Y/N) wait a second? I don't understand." My Dad asked.
"I'm not signing the accord Dad."
"What?"
"I'm not signing it. Not because I'm siding with Steve, but because I won't have to. I won't have to choose."
"I hate to say it baby, but you do," Steve thinking he had all the answers.
"No I don't. Only the Avengers have to make that choice."
"(Y/N) don't do this," Nat voiced in trepidation. Finally someone could see where I was going.
"I'm sorry Nat, but I don't see any other way. Not for me anyway."
I begrudgingly let go of Steve's hand, not failing in giving his knuckles a quick peck first. Then I looked over at my Dad, gave him a forced smile and then took a deep breath. I wish I didn't have to do this.
"I quit."
"WHAT?" They all shouted in quick succession.
"I'm out. I quit the Avengers."
I really hope you enjoyed this one. If you have any imagine requests then please PM me with a brief outline of what you want and I'll get working on it.
