Bad Mood Rising
(Iris POV)
We started moving in right away, I wanted to start decorating the house, our room and the nursery as soon as possible. I read that it's important to nest and there's so much to do! Sam, Natasha, Amber and Renee helped us move in and unpack. I couldn't help reflect that day about how lucky I was to have such amazing friends, Steve really was right when he said there was still good people in this world worth trusting.
I am a little over 5 months pregnant now! At my last appointment we found out some new things, the first one was I had to stop working and just take it easy because of my past issues, the baby is healthy and doing good but my doctor just wants me to be extra careful and the second and best thing is...we are having a girl! I know most Dad's want a boy but I can tell Steve really wanted a girl, when the doctor told us the sex I saw the glow in his eye.
He has been amazing through my pregnancy but he can also be too protective and is constantly worrying about me and the baby with every little thing, it's sweet and I love him for it but he can really irritate me! Steve recently got a beeper...I know who uses beepers anymore except for doctors? It was something simple and fast for Steve to use, we have worked out a system, if I just need something while he's gone I push one and if it was a bit more urgent then I would press two and three was emergency, needing him right away. Luckily I have not needed to use 3...but I am afraid I use 1 a lot!
Steve and I are painting the baby's room, we are doing a Minnie Mouse theme, we got a Minnie Mouse mobile, lamp and blankets, we don't have a crib yet. Steve is drawing on the wall, drawing something special just for the baby, it's Minnie Mouse but as a baby.
"Steve, that looks amazing!" I excitedly speak out.
"Yeah?"
"Yeah! I don't know why you don't draw more, your so good."
"Thanks." He smiles, "are you sure it's okay for you to be in here with all these paint fumes?"
"Yes Steve, it's fine. It's not very strong and we have the windows open." I tell him as I roll my eyes.
"Maybe you should lay down and I'll finish this."
"Steve, I'm fine, you don't have to worry so much." I said, "I did have a thought the other day though...do you think the baby will inherit some of your super solider serum?" I asked, mostly as a joke but I'm also honestly curious.
"I don't know...I hope so." He respond and with that last line he said it kind of quiet.
"What do you mean?"
"Well...I rather her having super strength over...what I use to be..." He gently answered, I can instantly tell he's genuinely worried, I put the paint brush down and stand in front of him and take his hand.
"Steve, are you worried the baby will be sick like you were?"
"Sometimes...I just don't want my baby to have to go through what I did..."
"Oh Honey, you shouldn't worry about that, she will be fine, the baby has shown to be perfectly healthy...and if she does have something like you did...we'll get through it together." I put his hands on my belly, "you see, can you feel how strong she is?"
"Yeah" .He smiles rubbing my belly.
I raise my hands, stroke his cheeks and give him a soft kiss, "that also reminds me, I need to tell you something."
"What?" I ask.
"After the baby is born...I'm going to retire...from being Captain America."
"What? But you just barely went back, you just barely got your shield back."
"I know...but you and the baby mean more...I want to be there and not have to constantly leave you two and you worry if I'm going to come back home...I want to be with my family...it's time to have the simple life I always wanted." I can't help but hug him so tight...well as tight as I could without crushing the baby. I wanted him to stop so much but I didn't want to force him or make him feel like he had to and me being the reason for taking away something he truly loved to do.
"What are you going to do then?"
"Well, I was thinking about that...I still want to help and make a difference...maybe I will help train new recruits and on the sidelines I help with missions. What do you think?"
"I think it's perfect." I smile as I stroke the back of his neck.
"So do I." He smiles back as his arms around my waist, I pull him in for a kiss.
A Few Weeks Later
Lately I have been so horny but Steve constantly avoids being intimate with me and it's been making me so irritable and frustrated! He doesn't tell me why and I don't know how to ask him either, he just makes excuses, like tonight when he said we were going out for dinner. I couldn't say no to that because I haven't been able to get out much so when I do get the chance I jump at the opportunity.
We are at a nice restaurant and looking through the menu. "Do you two know what you want?" Our waitress asks.
"Um...I don't think we do yet." Steve answers.
"Okay, just let me know when your ready, my name is Sherry." She said eying my husband!
"Thank you." He smiles, she walks away and I am trying to keep my cool, I just keep looking at the menu, avoiding looking at him. "Are you okay?"
"Fine." I quickly respond, "I think I'll have the fish," I tell him.
"Are you sure that's good for the baby?" He asks.
"Yes, there is just certain fish that I can't eat but this one is fine, it's actually good for the baby." I tell him.
"Okay." He replies a little skeptical, I roll my eyes so irritated at him.
A few minutes later the waitress comes back and has our drinks. "Are you about ready?" She smiles but as she's giving us our drinks she spills it on the table, "I'm so sorry! I will get you new drinks." She puts napkins down to dry the table and leaves to grab us our new drinks. She soon comes back and hands them to us, "I'm sorry about that, are you ready to order now?"
"Um, yes we are." He says as he starts to take our orders for both of us.
"Sounds good..." She repeats our orders back to us and she completely messes up on Steve's, he has to repeat his complete order over again, "I'm so sorry...I'm a bit nervous, this is my first week here." She tells him.
"Oh, it's no problem, your doing very well, everyone makes mistakes." He tells her with a smile.
"Thanks, your very sweet. I haven't served a good looking gentleman like you yet." She bats her eyes at him.
"Well, I doubt that's true." I glare at him.
She's flirting with my husband right in front of me! She hasn't even glanced at me for one second! She continues to talk to him and ignore me for a few more minutes, "would you like some wine?" She asks him.
"No because I'm pregnant with his baby." That makes her look at me.
"Oh right, I will go get that order for you." She left very quickly.
"Are you okay?" He asks me with a smirk.
"Oh just peachy just watching my husband flirt with our waitress."
"Please don't tell me your seriously jealous of our waitress?"
"Oh you mean Sherry? No, I'm not jealous but it does piss me off seeing my husband flirt with someone right in front me." I snarl. "Asshole," I said that quiet loud.
"I wasn't flirting with her." He defends himself.
"Yes you were. Don't play dumb with me, you two were practically eye fucking. I'm mean, I totally get why you would want to fuck her."
"What are you talking about?" He rolls his eyes.
"I get it, she's hot and has a great body while I look like a whale. Why would you want to sleep with me if you could sleep with a hot thing like that."
"Sweetheart your being ridiculous. I would never even think about sleeping with her...I wasn't flirting I was just being nice."
"Well...she definitely was flirting with you."
"So? Who cares? I'm with you...not her...I love you." He brings his hand out for me to take it, "I'm sorry if I was being too friendly but I swear I wasn't flirting." I take it even though I am still upset.
"I love you too." I pout.
"Now can we enjoy our night out together?" He asks, "give me a smile." He gives me one of his trademark smiles that leaves me no choice but to smile myself, "that's better."
When the waitress brings our food it takes every inch of me not to snap at her, Steve gives me a look that said "behave yourself."
Of course tonight we did not sleep together! Instead I am sleeplessly awake at 2:00 a.m and I am still sex deprived but Steve is sound asleep so I start to watch t.v and I see a commercial promoting steak and I instantly have a new huge craving!
"Steve...Steve." I whisper as I bump him with my elbow.
"Huh?" He asks half asleep.
"Can you make me a steak?"
"Right now?" He looks at the clock.
"Yes, please." I respond, he nods his head and goes downstairs, he comes back up a few minutes later, "Sweetheart, we don't have any."
"What? Can you go get it?"
"Where am I going to find steak at this time of night?"
"I don't know but your Steve Rogers you can do anything." I give him a pout face, "please Honey." I bat my eyes.
"I'll see what I can do." That puts a big smile on my face.
He leaves and is gone for over an hour, he walks in the room and shows the steak out me, "you got it!" I excitedly blurt out, I don't know how he managed to find one.
"Yes, thank God for Tony." He goes to the kitchen and starts to make it just the way I like it.
I soon come downstairs and sit at the counter to watch him finish making it. The second he dishes me up and hands it to me I don't want it anymore...the craving completely goes away and it's starting to make me feel sick just looking at it. "What's the matter?" He asks me.
"You took too long and now I don't want it anymore. It's actually making me sick (pushing it away from me) but you know what does sound amazing? Chocolate covered strawberries."
He sighs, "Sweetheart, where am I going to find chocolate covered strawberries at 3:30 in the morning?"
"You found the steak, didn't you?" I respond, "Please." I pout my lips.
"Are you sure this is what you want?"
"Yes!"
"That's what you said about the steak...and the other night about a cheeseburger...and the watermelon that I had to drive two hours away to get."
"Honey, please, I'm starving." I whine, "I would go myself but I can't leave this stupid house."
"Okay." He puts his jacket back on.
"I love you." I say but he doesn't respond. "Hey, I said I love you." I repeat but getting mad.
"I love you too." He finally replies as he gives me a kiss.
"That's better."
"4 months...4 months away." I hear him whisper under his breath.
Again I don't know how he did it but somehow, someway he did find chocolate covered strawberries for me. I did indeed ate every single one of them and they were delicious!
It's the next day and I feel terrible about how I acted! I was being so mean, from how I acted at the restaurant and later at home, he still had to go to the compound at 7 a.m and he only slept for a few hours after getting home. The baby's crib arrived today and I want to surprise and make it up to him. I bring the box up the stairs myself, it wasn't easy and I had to be careful, I went one step at a time.
Three hours later, I hear someone walk in the room and I am sobbing on the floor with all the parts of the crib surrounding me, I look up at Steve and I cry even more. "Sweetheart, what's wrong? What are you doing?"
"I was trying to surprise you...and now it's ruined." I sob as I throw the piece of the crib that's in my hand.
"Surprise me?"
"Yeah, you were suppose to come home and I would have the crib completely set up and do it all by myself."
"Why did you think you needed to surprise me?" He asks, kneeling down in front of me.
"Because your always surprising me and I have been a total bitch..." I cry.
"No you haven't..."
"Yes I have, I accused you of flirting with someone and have been so demanding and you've been nothing but amazing...I don't deserve you." I sob even more.
"Sweetheart of course you do." He responds as he starts to chuckle a little bit.
"It's not funny!" I kind of snap swatting his shoulder.
"I know it's not funny but your being silly..."
"Then why didn't you say I love you last night..."
"What?" He asked confused but then remembered, "oh, Sweetheart that was only because I didn't hear you the first time, I was just a little tired. I'm sorry if you thought I was mad but I wasn't."
"Really? What about the waitress?" I bring up again.
"You know, I don't why you keep bringing her up because I haven't thought about her for one second, I couldn't tell you her name."
"Really?" I start to grin, I stroke his cheek.
"Yes...and you know what? You have already surprised me more then I ever have."
"When?" I said wiping my eyes.
"When you told me you were pregnant...that was most surprising, amazing gift of my life." He strokes my back and gives me a kiss. "How did you get this up here?"
"I brought it up." I told him.
"What? Sweetheart, you are suppose to take it easy, you should have waited for me..." He heavily sighs a little frustrated with me.
"I was fine, I just did one step at a time, I was careful." I reassure him.
"Come on, I'll help you finish this...we'll do it together." He tells me as he wipes my tears off my cheeks, that makes me smile.
I hadn't been able to set up one thing but with Steve here to help we got it set up in no time. We put the mobile on top and it was perfect! God I really need to control my hormones, I feel like I'm absolute nuts!
Oh boy we're seeing pregnant Iris! Her pregnant mood swings are going crazy, poor Steve! Can he handle this for 4 more months?
