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I'm sorry

It was a stormy day and you were out in the open in a small city in Norway. It had been devastating for you after your tragic break up with Steve and you had left your job as an Avenger and had also resigned from SHIELD.

You were forced to move away to Norway and was now leading a simple life. You would work at a local book store and would spend your nights in clubs and indulging yourself in alcohol and sex. The only things that would keep you out of Steve's memories. The only time you would think of him was when you would retire to your bed after a long day of work and that's when all those memories would haunt you down. His body on your's, both your bodies tangled together, the moanful nothings, the soft kisses, the touch, everything. And then that one night. The one night you would never want to remember. The night Steve walked in with hatred in his eyes. The night he tried to violate you even after you said no. The insults and every fucking thing.

You were pulled back in the present when you realised that the storm was growing worse and it was raining heavily. You went and took shelter under the shade of a closed cafe. There was no one on the streets and that's when you started to wander why had you even got out on that day? The storm took a worse shape and the shade above you was blown away and you almost screamed and fell down when you felt a pair of strong arms prevent you from falling face flat.

You stumbled a bit and managed to gain your balance and then stood properly and turned back to face your saviour.

Your blood boiled at the sight of his face. His blue, white and red armour fitted his body perfectly, but his shield was missing.

You didn't say a word and started to walk in the opposite direction.

"Y/n?" You heard him call your name. "Let's go. The storm's not safe."

You stood at your tracks, but didn't turn back. His voice still made shivers run down your spine.

"Y/n, please. It's not safe here." He pleaded.

This time you turned back and faced him with your face having an indifferent look. "I thought it was over. I don't think I have any more business left with you."

"Y/n, please it's not the time to argue, it's not safe here and I'm here for your rescue." He looked at you with pleading eyes. His baby blue orbs piercing through you.

"I don't think that I need to be rescued by you, Captain Rogers. Even after..." You were cut by a yelp and Steve's pleading voice.

"Y/n please. I beg you." He had been hit hard on the face by a tree trunk and was now bleeding.

"No way that I'm coming with you." You said sternly.

"Not forme, but for Tony, Bruce, Natasha, Clint? They haven't done wrong to you then why are you punishing them?" Steve asked with teary eyes. He had hit you hard where it actually hurts.

Your face softened a bit and you nodded your head in approval and he said something via his com and soon a quin jet landed Infront of you and both of you boarded.

Tony was waiting for both of you at the entrance with a wide smile. The moment you boarded, he embraced you in a brotherly hug and kisses your temple.

"Finally you agreed to meet your big brother again. I'm not gonna leave you soon this time." He said with a bright face.

"Oh, come on are we invisible or something?" It was Natasha.

"Oh, no you definitely are not invisible darling." You said as you hugged her.

"Do inform us before you leave next time and as per my guess, it's not gonna be anytime soon." Both the women giggled at it.

All this while, Steve was standing at a corner smiling at you but then he started to cough and exited the room, followed by Tony.

Natasha had been chatting with you for a while till she retired to the cockpit to take a look at Clint.

You aimlessly walked towards where Steve and Tony had disappeared. That's when you heard whispers from inside the room.

"What the hell were you planning when you jumped out of the plane in the storm and rain with a chest infection?" It was Tony.

"Tony, I'm not gonna die you know that the serum..." Steve was cut as he started to cough violently.

You cracked the door open a little and peeped in. Steve was coughing blood in a white handkerchief.

"See now you're coughing blood." Tony said in a shout.

"Tony lower, Y/n's just in the next room." Steve managed to say in between his coughs.

"Steve we know you're not gonna die but doing such things will increase your pain. Anyway it is that you're going through a lot even though you don't want to show it, it's still visible on your face." It was now Bruce's kind voice.

Steve was bent down by the coughing fits as he looked up at Bruce and clutched his chest hard in pain a he said between his coughs, "Y-you ..kn-kno--know I love t-the p-p-pain."

His eyes were glassy and he looked at Bruce with pleading eyes.

The sight made tears run down your eyes as you felt your heart ache. Whatever it was but you can never deny the fact that you still loved Steve.

"Steve you really should lay down now." It was Tony's voice this time. But it was soft and kind, so unlike Tony.

"No, I'm fine." Steve protested.

"Sorry but you're not." Tony's voice was stern this time. "Bruce prepare for the treatment."

"Tony, not now please." It was Steve. His voice horse from coughing.

"I don't wanna listen to anything. Anyways you've caused a lot of damage already, we can't afford to wait till we reach the tower." Said Tony as he helped Steve up and made him lay down on the medical table.

Bruce helped Steve open the upper portion of his armour and take off the shirt under it.

Bruce then plugged an IV in Steve's left arm and plugged two wires on both sides of his chest which were connected to a monitor.

Tony then held Steve's head in position as Bruce was pushing a tube into Steve's mouth and another tube into Steve's nose.

You could see Steve's face whiten with pain as folded his fingers into a painfully tight fist. But he made no sound. It was only once that his body jumped up but Tony's grip on him tightened and there was no more movement.

You didn't notice Tony coming out and then he was face to face with you.

"Y/n, you here?" He asked in horror.

"What's this happening Tony? What's happened to Steve? For how long has this..." You were cut off by Tony.

"Y/n, let us just talk outside. Steve needs rest." Was all Tony said and pulled you by the rust to the other room.

"I want an explanation guys." You shouted out in frustration.

Everyone was present there except for Steve. All their heads hung low.

"Y/n, Steve didn't want us to inform you. He has been diagnosed with a chest infection which is not quite cute able and is really painful. Though it will not kill him, but it has made him very weak and probably he'll never be able to fight again like before. And Y/n that's the reason he...." Tony was cut off by you.

"That's the reason he broke up with me. Because he didn't want me to spend my life with a dependent person." Your sentences ended with sobs.

"Yes." It was Tony's voice. Soft and gentle.

"Can I see him?" You looked up at Bruce with hopeful eyes.

"Hmm." Bruce hummed.

_

He was laying there on the table, most possibly asleep. His face was pale and his chest rised and fell painfully. His brows were furrowed in pain.

You went and sat on the chair next to the table. How could you not notice the pain he was going through? You loved him, but you only saw the mask of ruthlessness covering his pained withins.

You placed a hand on his head, stroking his blonde strands from his face.

He slowly and painfully opened his eyes. His baby blue orbs portrayed the intense pain he was going through and was trying to hide from everyone.

He took a deep breath by closing his eyes shut. You could say that breathing was really painful for him.

"Steve!" You sighed in disbelief. "Why would you even think that? I fell in love with the Steve Rogers who would cry for the lives he had taken in a mission, not the Captain America who would go fighting and killing people for the greater good. Steve whatever it may be, I love you and I will never stop loving you how hard I try."

"I'm sorry." He said still keeping his eyes closed. Trying to hide the pain from you which he was going through.

"Steve, it's okay. I'm sorry. I failed to understand the pain you were going through. I couldn't be a good friend. Why didn't you tell me?" You sighed.

"I thought you'd hate me. I'm no more the Captain America I was before. I'm now again the sick kid I used to be before the serum." His voice was painful.

Steve left a shuddering breath. You could see tears run down his eyes.

"Steve, I'm sorry. Please forgive me." You were crying by the time. Your hands on Steve's cheek.

"I'm sorry, Y/n." He whispered as he placed his IV'ed hand over your hand that was resting on his cheek and took you hand to his mouth to place a soft kiss at the back of your hand.

"I love you." Was all he said.

You ruffled his hair and kissed his temple gently as you said, "I love you too. And I'm never gonna leave your side, whatever it may be."

You looked at Steve. He was staring at you with smile on his lips and his puppy like baby blue eyes.

You laughed at his expression and so did he, but he handed up yelping and clutching his chest hard in pain.

You rubbed his chest to ease him and he kept on staring at you.

"Captain Rogers you should better sleep now or else you'll miss all the fun once we reach the tower.

And that was enough for Steve to close his eyes and doze off as you smoothed his hair.