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queenofspades20 · 3 years

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Snow Day

Synopsis: Steve and Y/n spend a snow day together

Word count: 1.8k

Warnings: just some fluff

Preexisting relationship; not in MCU timeline. Steve’s look is probably close to what he looked like in Endgame. Saw Chris Evans’ instastory today and was inspired. Really missing living in Massachusetts (and seeing my family that’s still there) and would love a snow day and someone to spend it with. Just wanted to write some fluff. Hope you enjoy!

Y/n woke up, feeling the chill in the room. She burrowed further under the covers, not wanting to leave the comforting warmth that was surrounding her. Her boyfriend’s arm was loosely hanging over her side, his front facing her back. Between their legs was their dog, Copper, curled up in a ball. Y/n moved her body back towards Steve to cuddle closer. Copper kicked his leg at her in protest of the move, but he settled quickly. Steve tightened his arm around Y/n.

“Doll, go back to sleep. S’cold,” Steve mumbled. He moved his face and put it in the crook of her neck, placing a soft kiss.

“I’m not getting up. I just wanted to be closer to my super heat-producing soldier,” Y/n whined slightly. She felt Steve’s body shake with laughter behind her. He moved his legs around Copper and tangled them with Y/n’s.

Y/n sighed as she felt Steve’s body heat cocoon her. She lifted her head slightly to look at the window in front of her. “It’s snowing. Can we have a snow day?”

Steve placed another kiss on her neck. “What does a snow day entail?” he mumbled.

“Well, Copper needs to go for a quick W-A-L-K,” Y/n whisper-spelled the last word, so as to prevent Copper from getting excited and trying to get them up earlier than they wanted. “But we get a fire going in the fireplace, make a breakfast that involves carbs and warmth and hot chocolate, watch a ton of Christmas movies, and cuddle all day. Maybe make some cookies at some point.”

Steve thought for a few moments. “Can we sleep a little longer?”

Y/n chuckled lowly. “Duh. This bed is way too comfy to not take advantage of it.”

Steve pulled Y/n impossibly closer and snuggled his face back into her neck. “Good.” Within minutes they had fallen back asleep, the comfort of being in each other’s arms too welcoming.

Awhile later, they got up, taking a shower together, as Steve said it would be a waste of water to take them separately. Steve took Copper out for a walk while Y/n started on making pancakes and bacon for breakfast. She heated up milk for the hot chocolate and got everything together. She placed the bacon in the oven for an easier cook. Steve came back and let Copper off his leash, the Husky mix running to get a toy before crawling into his bed in the living room. Steve made his way into the kitchen and moved behind Y/n. He wrapped his arms around her waist and pressed a kiss to her neck. Y/n let out a yelp.

“What the hell? You’re freezing! Why would you do that to me?” Y/n turned around and smacked Steve on the arm.

Steve just laughed. “I have to warm myself up and what better way than to snuggle up to my beautiful girlfriend?”

Y/n half-heartedly tried to push him away from her. “Just because you’re cold, doesn’t mean I have to suffer.”

Steve let out a gasp in mock hurt. “Fine then. We’ll see how much I want to cuddle when we’re watching movies.”

Y/n just rolled her eyes. “By then you won’t be a capsicle, so I’ll be willing then. And besides, the cuddling is part of our snow day.”

Steve stared at his girlfriend. “Capsicle? You’ve been hanging out with Tony too much.”

Y/n laughed. “Oh come on, it’s funny.”

“No, it really isn’t, Doll.” Steve pretended to be upset and pouted. Y/n moved closer to him and slid her arms up his chest and around his neck, sliding her hands into his hair. She stood up on her toes and placed a kiss just under his ear. Steve hummed in contentment. “It is a little,” Y/n murmured, a wicked smile on her lips.

Steve laughed and wrapped his arms around her waist. He shook his head at her antics. “Troublemaker.”

“You know you love me,” Y/n sassed back.

“That I do. Now, can we eat? I’m starving.” Steve saw the batter for the pancakes next to the griddle.

“If someone hadn’t distracted me, the food would be ready.” Y/n looked at the pan with the milk. It was nicely bubbling, signaling it was hot enough for their drinks. “The milk is ready for the hot chocolate. And I just need to check on the bacon and cook the pancakes, which will take like, five minutes.” Y/n turned on the oven light, checking the bacon. It was sizzling on the pan. She figured it needed a few more minutes to get crispy just the way she and Steve preferred it. “Steve, do you want to pour the milk in the mugs? I already tossed the chocolate truffles the mugs.”

Steve picked up the pan and carefully poured the steaming milk into the mugs. The truffles started immediately melting and the smell of melting chocolate filled the kitchen. Steve grabbed some marshmallows and put in the mugs. Y/n got to work on the pancakes and, in no time, had a nice tall stack for her and Steve to eat. She pulled the bacon out of the oven and placed it on a plate for them to share. They decided to eat at the kitchen island, wanting to sit close to each other. After their hearty breakfast, with Steve slipping a piece of bacon to Copper (who had come over when he smelled the food), they cleaned up the kitchen and then made their way over to the living room.

Y/n ran to their shared room to grab some extra blankets and Steve started a fire in the fireplace. Y/n turned on the tv and looked over at Steve, who was making himself comfortable on the couch. “What do we want to start with?”

“Well, how about we start with Home Alone? I know how much you love that one.”

Y/n beamed at her boyfriend. “Perfect!” She cued up the movie and moved over to the couch. She sat next to Steve, curling into his side, and grabbed a blanket to throw over their laps. Steve put his arm around Y/n’s shoulders, pulling her close. “Ready, Doll?”

Y/n looked up her boyfriend. She smiled. “Just about. Need to do one more thing.”

“What’s that?”

Y/n leaned up and kissed Steve’s stubbly cheek, happy he didn’t shave that morning. “Thank you for doing a snow day with me.”

Steve kissed the top of Y/n’s head. “Like I can ever say no to you.”

“Oh the power you give me.” Y/n smiled mischievously. “I shall totally abuse it.”

Steve rolled his eyes. “Sure you will.”

Y/n laughed and pressed play on the movie. “I definitely will. You’re gonna help me with all my baking this year.”

“Don’t I help you every year?”

“Yes, but this year you can’t say no.” Y/n smiled up at Steve. “Now, hush. The movie.”

Steve and Y/n spent the rest of the morning cuddled on the couch. After Home Alone, they watched Home Alone 2, White Christmas, and Y/n’s personal favorite, Die Hard (it’s a Christmas movie and I’ll die on that hill). After watching Hans Gruber fall off the top of Nakatomi Plaza and the fire in the fireplace dying out, Steve and Y/n decided to make cookies. They made sugar and gingerbread cookies in the shapes of little people and Llamas.

While they were cooling, Y/n and Steve took Copper out for another walk. With the snow on the ground, the world felt quiet and new. While Steve was distracted with Copper, who had found a squirrel and was staring at the little critter while it sat in the tree. Y/n packed some snow into a little ball and hefted it at Steve’s back. It burst as it hit him, snow flying into his hair.

“Hey!” Steve yelled, turning around. Y/n was already getting snowball number 2 ready. Steve saw what she was up to and quickly made his own snowball. He threw his as Y/n started to stand up. Y/n quickly dodged the snowball and threw her own. It hit Steve in the chest. “Gotta be faster than that, Capsicle!” Y/n laughed.

Steve took off running at Y/n, realizing that while he couldn’t hit her with a snowball (she was too quick and had spent way too much time training with Natasha and Clint), he could out run her. Y/n had bent down to make another snowball when she saw Steve running for her. Laughing, she dropped the snow and took off running. Steve held back, letting the chase go one for a few minutes before made quick work of catching up to her and grabbing her in the middle, swinging her. Together, they fell into the snow, Steve holding Y/n tight in his arms.

“Little sneak,” Steve said, as he tried to tickle Y/n’s sides.

Y/n squirmed on top of him, laughing. “You were just too tempting a target! I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” Y/n managed to roll off Steve, too tired from laughing and running. He rolled on top of her, pinning her arms down above her head. Steve leaned down and brushed his lips against hers. There was snow in her eyelashes and her smile so wide, it had to have been hurting her cheeks. Steve thought she had never looked more beautiful.

“I love you, Y/n.”

“I love you too, Capsicle,” Y/n said with a smile.

Steve chuckled and leaned down to kiss her. Steve ran his tongue against her lower lip, asking for entrance. Y/n’s lips parted, welcoming his kiss. As he deepened the kiss, Copper decided that was the perfect moment to jump onto his owners.

“Copper!” Steve yelled, laughing. “Stop it!” The dog kept trying to get at Y/n, trying to protect her from Steve. Copper nosed his way in between the two, pushing Steve. “Okay, okay! I get it!” Steve stood up and let Copper get at Y/n. After making sure she was okay, Copper moved away from her. Steve helped Y/n stand up. “What do you say we head back, decorate those cookies, and start up another fire to warm up by?”

“Sounds like a plan.” Y/n reached for Steve’s hand. Their hands intertwining as best they could with gloves on. Y/n called for Copper and the trio made their way back to the house.

After changing into dry clothes and drying off Copper, Steve and Y/n decorated the cookies and made their way back to the living room. Steve started another fire and Y/n cued up some more Christmas movies. They spent the rest of the night on the couch, cuddled up.

Y/n felt herself grow sleepy, Steve’s warmth better than any blanket. “Steve?” Y/n mumbled.

Steve looked down. Y/n was looking at the tv, her eyes clearly growing heavy. “Yeah, Doll?”

“I love you.”

Steve smiled and kissed the crown of Y/n’s head. “I love you, too.”

Y/n had already fallen asleep, snuggled close. “Best snow day ever.”

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