#why not me
I don’t know why I continue to apply for academic fellowships after having always been rejected thinking that I will eventually receive one. This is the definition of insanity. I am an academic sisyphus who joyfully sent off those applications in the fall only to dreadfully await my own demise.
Just a casual Saturday morning spent with Mindy and BJ at BookCon. Actual conversation that happened:
Mindy: My television show, which is the love of my life—
BJ: (whispers into mic) Thanks a lot.
DEAD.
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Wowowowow does it feel nice to get back behind the keyboard.. Anywayyss this was requested by an anon and I’m so grateful for their idea. IF THAT ANON IS READING THIS I WOULD LIKE TO LET THEM KNOW THAT I WOULD PUT THEIR REQUEST IN THE DESCRIPTION BECAUSE THIS WAS THEIR IDEA BUT I DIDN’T WANT TO SPOIL IT. I LOVE YOU NONNIE. I might stretch this out into a couple parts because knowing me, if I try to fit this all in one fic, I’d be sitting here for hours. Without further ado, here it is. And I love you all. xoxo
Summary: You and Steve have been together for three years and a seemingly pleasant day turned sour when disaster hits the city. When having to choose between saving you or a civilian, he doesn’t choose you..
Warnings:It’s literally all fluff.
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It was a Sunday morning, the warm sunlight hitting your cheek through the sheer curtains that hung in front of your bedroom window that looked down on the bustling city. The slight hum of the passing cars pulled you from your blissful sleep, and you turned over on your side to face the other sleeping body in your bed. Your eyes fluttered open, adjusting themselves the rays of light that now adorned your room. The man sleeping by your side had tossled golden hair, his full lips slightly parted. Your heart seemed to burst at the sight of him. But, it always did that. The two of you had been together for two years, almost three, and every morning when you woke up to his sleeping form, it seemed like you were falling in love with him all over again.
You smiled shyly, placing a light kiss on his nose. His eyes moved beneath his eyelids as his drew out a long exhale.
He hummed against his lips. “Good morning.” He wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you into his chest.
“Good morning, babe.” Your voice was muffled against his soft grey shirt, the comforting smell filling your nose. His hand moved along your back, tracing small circles with his thumb. You tilted your chin up, your soft gaze landing on his. “I know I say it enough but, I love you, Steve Rogers.” This earned a warm chuckle from him.
“F/N, I could hear you say that all day long.” He placed a kiss on your forehead, and you proceeded to prop yourself up on your elbow, so that you were eye level with him. He watched you as your eyelashes flicked upward as your eyes locked with his. You placed a chaste kiss against his lips, cracking a smile when you pulled away. Steve gawked at you. “What? That’s it? Come on, babe. You gotta give me more than that.”
Suddenly, Steve’s body was hovering above you as he attacked you with kisses that made the two of you erupt in laughter.
“Steve!” You giggled as his scruff tickled your neck. His blue eyes met yours when you cupped his face and pulled him into a loving kiss. Your lips seemed to mold perfectly to his, the always blissful moment of kissing him created butterflies in your stomach. You pulled away, studying every inch of his face, almost fearful you would one day forget it. One corner of his mouth pulled into a smile as he leaned down to place another passionate kiss against your lips. You ran your fingers through his hair as you smiled against his lips.
“Baby, I hate to ruin the mood, but I’m thinking about running down to the coffee shop for some breakfast.” You bit your lip in embarrassment.
“Somehow, you read my mind.” He began to plant sweet kisses along your neck. “And I’m guessing you already know what I want?”
You hummed contently as his lips made chills run down your spine. “Mhhm. But, I’ll never make it to the coffee shop if you keep this up.” You laughed, pulling him away from your neck, and placing one more sweet kiss against his lips. He rolled off of you to let you get out of bed.
You threw on one of the outfits you frequently wore, and walked over to Steve who was still laying in bed. “I love you, and I’ll call you when I’m on my way back.”
“I love you, too. Be safe, okay?” He furrowed his eyebrows together, and you gave him a quick kiss. With him being an Avenger and all, he was always worried for people’s safety especially yours.
“I always am.” You gave him a wink, and Steve watched you walk out the door, that beautiful smile of yours being the last thing he saw. It seemed like a perfect Sunday. He woke up next to you, the love of his life. But, whether it would continue to be perfect? That was up for debate.
I hoped y’all liked it! This is merely the intro, and I’m planning for at least three more parts to this. Let me know what you think :) I love to hear feedback from you all. Just a daily reminder as well that I love you all so much and that I hope you have a fantastic day. <3
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