Breakfast

(Iris POV)

I smell crackling bacon, I put the sheet around my body and walk out to the kitchen. The first thing I notice is my apartment being spotless...he actually cleaned the whole place! I was only half joking when I told him to clean it up last night, I mean I knew it wasn't all his doing. I saw on the counter plates of sausage, ham, three different types of eggs and all sorts of food and he was finishing up with pancakes. I'm confused as to why he made so much, does he think I'm really this big of a pig? I watch him at the stove and he has his white t-shirt on. I tiptoe behind him and put my arms around his waist and kiss his back tenderly.

"Why did you make so much food?" I ask sensually.

"Well, I didn't know how much of a breakfast person you were, I mean we've eaten together many times but not breakfast so I wasn't sure what or how you liked things, so I thought I would make everything. Do you like breakfast meat? How do you like your bacon and how do you like your eggs? Do you like orange juice or apple juice or coffee? Do like butter or jelly on your toast?" He asks quickly but nervously, he's trying so hard to think of everything.

"Whoa Whoa, slow down, first thank you...and yes I like breakfast meat, I like my bacon very crispy, just your standard scrambled eggs, of course coffee and I love butter and jelly on toast," I smile as I snuggle into his shoulder trying to remember all he asked, I'm so taken off guard by him and can't quite believe he did all this, he must have woken up pretty early to start all this. "What time did you wake up?" I asked him.

"About 5:30." He answered like it was nothing.

"That's right...you don't sleep very well." I remembered.

"Yeah...until very recently." He softly told me as he turned his head slightly to look at me, I hug his body and am so touched by his sweet words!

I still can't believe he did all this for me, I have to thank him more properly somehow. I put my hands under his shirt and run them on his stomach sensually while raising on my tiptoes to kiss the back of his neck, I soon slowly run one of my hands down his front and am about to stroke him until I suddenly hear Luna in her room whimpering to come out. "Damn...just a second," I kiss the side of his neck before I open Luna's door and she runs out and hops on the couch. I smirk as I see he's trying to regain his mind.

"I don't know if I've ever met someone who gave a entire room to their dog." He finally spoke with a smile.

"Why not? I wasn't using it and after everything she's been through she deserves a nice room and she's so big she needs her own bed." I answer like it's something everyone does.

When I walk back over he's making me a plate. "Have a seat." I sit down still only wearing a sheet and I see him put pancakes, scrambled eggs, sausage, ham and bacon on a plate and puts it in front of me. I just stare at the food for a few seconds, he notices this when he hands me a cup of coffee and starts buttering my toast. "What? Did I do something wrong? Is the bacon not crispy enough?" He asked quickly.

"No no, it's not that...your buttering my toast..."

"Yeah." He simply replies as he's spreading the jelly on it.

"No one's ever dished me up or buttered my toast before." I confess with a smile as he hands it to me.

"Well...your going to have to get use to it." He responded with a smile back.

He looks at me for a few minutes, "what?" I mumbled with my mouth full, I cover my mouth with my hand.

"Nothing...you look beautiful." He has a twinkle in his eye.

"Yeah right...my hair is a mess..." I start to say trying to fix my hair but he reaches over and takes my hand before I could.

"Can't you take a compliment? You do look beautiful just the way you look right now." He softly grinned.

"...Thank you." I softly reply, he put a piece of my hair behind my ear, I kiss his hand before he takes it away.

We ate the rest of breakfast in silence, every once in a while Luna will come up and sit beside me, I fed her some of the ham Steve made. "I almost forgot to tell you, I'm leaving for a few days," Steve sudden mentioned.

"Oh, where are you going?"

"Just going on a quick mission, I got a lead on Bucky." He told me, I'm a little worried. "...Don't worry, I'll be fine." He assures me without me having to say anything, he squeezes my hand.

"When do you have to leave?" I asked, he looks at his watch

"In about 2 hours." I nod and we spend the next couple hours left just cuddling in bed, it's nice just to lay next to someone.

When it's time for him to leave I walk him to the door, "you promise you'll be safe?" I ask as he smiles at me and gives me a sweet but passionate kiss. "Does that answer your question?" I just smiled back and he walks down the stairs, I stay there for a few minutes. Was I always going to worry like this when he went on missions?

A few hours later I go to work, of course I'm working with the girls. "So...what's going on between you and sexyass?" Amber curiously asked.

"Amber!" I scold but can't help but shrug since she's not wrong!

"...We're...taking it slow."

"What does that mean?" Renee asked confused...I hadn't told them about our first night together or that we're officially dating.

"That means...we're not just friends anymore." I slowly confess.

"Wait...you and Steve..." Amber quickly realizes with excitement. "Thank God, it's about damn time!"

"Yeah, I don't think we could have taken any more of the flirting or the googly eyes!"

"We weren't doing that!" I deny.

"Oh yes you were! All the fucking time! You could cut that tension with a knife...I swear sometimes we thought you were just going to rip each other's clothes off right here at the bar!" Amber strongly informs me.

"...Okay maybe your right..." I have to admit.

"So, what made you change your mind? What happened to just being friends?" Renee asked with a raised eyebrow.

I exhale, "...his body...his lips...the way he..." I have my eyes closed and my body is reacting just thinking about him!

"Don't answer that." Renee begs.

"I want to hear it." Amber complains.

"No, she doesn't need to know." She firmly tells me, Amber rolls her eyes and sighs.

"Well, just so you know we're taking it slow...I want this to work." I tell them.

"Good!" They both said in unison. "We're just glad your finally admitting it." Renee said.

"Yeah because he's definitely the one!" Amber proudly declared.

"...We'll see." I whisper under my breath just hoping that they are right.

5 Days Later

It's been 5 days since I last saw Steve, I miss him so much! I haven't heard from him at all and I'm getting a bit worried, I know he's Captain America and know he's a badass but it doesn't stop me from wondering what or how he's doing and I thought he would have at least called me or even gave me a little text. God, I sound like a nagging wife! I need to get use to it, if I want us to work I need to accept that this is his job and that might mean him having to suddenly leave or not hearing from him for a few days. And I'm vowing now to never make him feel guilt, after all he's trying to find his lost friend, saving the world and putting his life on the line...ultimately he's doing it not just for me but for everyone, so it's the least I could do.

I'm at work with Renee, "do you want me to stay until you lock up?" She asked.

"...No, I'll be fine." I answered.

"It's Thursday, isn't it date night?" She grinned.

"Uh no, he's gone...for work." I hadn't told either Amber or Renee that Steve is Captain America, no one seemed to recognize him when he came to the bar and I think he really enjoyed that. I didn't know if he wanted me to tell anyone, besides it's exciting knowing I was the only one that knew Captain fucking America had just walked in while everyone else was none the wiser.

"Okay then, I am taking off." She told me, I wave her off and went back to my shift.

After closing I'm sweeping the floor when I hear the bar doorbell chime, I stop what I'm doing. Shit I forgot to lock the door! "We're closed, we open back up tomorrow," I'm very nervous but don't want to show it.

"Hey," I immediately know the voice, I turn around and Steve's standing there.

"Steve, your back!" I excitedly call out with the biggest smile on my face, I rush over and hug him tight, as we part he pulls out beautiful pink flowers behind his back. "Oh Steve thank you! They're beautiful." I take them from him to smell them. "What are these for?"

"Well normally I would say for no reason but it's an apology...I told you I would only be gone for 3 days and without calling." He answers while I gave him a reassuring smiling.

"It's fine...yeah I was a little worried but I know you can handle yourself." I lean in to kiss him, I pressed my hand on his side and he flinched. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing, don't worry about it." He informed me.

I don't listen to him, I look down at where I touched him and pull up his shirt, he's bleeding, I must have opened him back up. "Oh my God Steve, I'm so sorry! That looks awful, what happened?"

"You know the usual just more Hydra soldiers," He only said while pulling his shirt back down, the blood is seeping through it now.

"Come here." I demand. I take out the first aid kit and a wet washcloth, make him sit on the bar stool and start cleaning his wound. "Steve, your going to need stitches, this looks bad."

"I'll be fine, it's not as bad as it looks and I'll heal in a day or two." He only replied, he's being awfully quiet, I can tell something is bothering him.

"Is everything okay?" I asked, he nods but I don't believe him. "Steve, you can talk to me."

He exhales "...you know how I told you we got a lead to where Bucky was?" I don't say anything, just nod and listen. "Well, we got a lead that Bucky was in Germany, we found where he had been staying but he had already vacated the area, ransacked the whole place, there was barely even a piece of paper on the ground...and while we were there one of our analyst at the compound informed us that some Hydra soldiers had found and were brainwashing him again and that they were planning to go after someone important...Sam and I had brought a newer agent with us, it was suppose to be just finding Bucky, we brought him just in case Bucky was a bit hostel. When we went to the Hydra base...it was a trap, they knew we were coming, the analyst turned on us. Agent Perkins...he was severely injured."

"Oh Steve, I'm so sorry." I take and rub his hand.

"He's doing better now and is at the hospital but I shouldn't have brought him...I was an idiot." He blurts out, "sometimes I don't know what I am doing Iris, someone says Bucky and I put people in danger...and someone almost died because of me."

"Hey, don't you blame yourself for what some traitor did. You couldn't have known..." I try to reassure him, I gently hug him. I guess I'm not doing a very good job cheering him up because he doesn't seem to be feeling any better. I pull away from him, "come on, let's go." I told him before we left the bar.

We walk into my apartment, I'm holding his hand and lead him right into the bathroom. I peel off my shirt, "what are you doing?" He asked softly.

I then take his off, being careful not to hurt his wound, "cleaning you up." I go into the shower and with his hand bring him in with me. I start to wash his body tenderly and he ended up being right his wound wasn't as bad as I thought. After I wash all the blood, dirt and sweat off him I lean into him and I take his arms and wrap them around me for him and just hold him under the water rubbing his back, letting him take out his frustrations, he holds me so tight. "Maybe you have the right idea Iris, don't trust people and you won't get hurt." He whispers in my neck.

"No, don't you do that, you can't stop being who you are. You can't let what happened change you...you're Captain America and Agent Perkins knew what he was getting into and wanted to stand by you...Steve...you don't want to be me." I softly but firmly spoke holding his face, making him look at me.

I ran my fingers through his hair and we hold each other again. "Thank you," he whispers in my ear. As I'm rubbing his back he gives me lite kisses to my shoulder and grazes the sides of my breasts and hips. I just hold on and let him do whatever he wants which he does for quite a while, it's relaxing and making him feel better. He kisses my shoulder, down to my collarbone and I rise up to my tiptoes and he kisses between my breasts, massaging one of them very gently...I just run my fingers through his hair softly. I have to stop before this goes any further because I know it wouldn't be right to take advantage of him, I know this isn't about sex, it's about being there for him and sex is not what he needs. So I slowly step away and got out of the shower, "come on." I dry him off, take special care of his wound and lead him to my bed where I hold him as tight as I can and run my fingers through his hair and the back of his head and in return he holds me just as tight, he lays his head on my chest and never moves. I just hope that I helped!


Aww, he made her breakfast! And she's showing him her caring and loving side, being there for him!