request: hello! can i please request "it's enough for this restless warrior just to be with you" for steve rogers x reader? thanks 💕
warnings: angst to fluff
word count: 618

Lately it had seemed Steve had been working his butt off, so much so, he barely had time to be with you. Ever since the Decimation, it seemed that his only goal was to satisfy the public. He was always out and about, whether it be at a counseling session or a meeting with the remaining Avengers, he was always gone. You always sensed the empty bed when you woke up in the mornings and you would drift off to sleep by yourself, occasionally feeling him tuck you in in your subconscious.

One day,you had enough. You were tired of being ignored, left alone. You decided to wait up for Steve to come home. When he finally arrived home in the wee hours of the morning, you were slowly nodding off on the couch. You felt him sink into the spot next to you and pull you close to him.

"Doll?" He asked you tiredly. "What's wrong? Why are you still up?"

"I miss you Steve," you sighed dejectedly. "It's just, I never get to spend time with you anymore because you're gone."

"The world needs me, Y/N," he responded softly, stroking your hair. "I need to be there for the people, so they have hope."

You immediately recoiled from him. He looked at you, surprised.

"And what about me, Steve?" you asked him, your voice quivering slightly. "I need you too."

"Doll, I'm busy, okay?" he argued back sternly. "I'm just doing my job as an Avenger."

"And what about your job as a husband?" you retorted as you immediately stood up and stepped away from him. "You made a vow, saying that you'd always be there for me. What happened to that?"

Steve reached out towards you, but you pulled away.

"Sweetheart, wait, I'm sorry," he pleaded, reaching out to you once more. "Just let me-"

You put your hand out cut him off. His hands fell to his sides, dejected.

"Save it," you snapped at him before turning to storm to your bedroom. "Feel free to sleep on the couch tonight."

But with Steve being Steve, he refused to go to bed after an argument. He allowed you to have a few minutes to yourself before entering the bedroom, only to see you curled up in the bed, tears streaming down your face.

"Doll, I'm sorry," he whispered as he climbs into the bed and pulling you close. He's relieved when you don't pull away. "I didn't realize you felt like this," he admitted.

"Do you still love me?" You managed to choke out through the tears. "Am I even enough for you?"

"Y/N, sweetheart, of course I still love you!" he confessed. "Don't ever think otherwise."

"Then why are you always gone?"

The simple question sent Steve into a silence. You turn your back towards him, disappointed.

"I just want to make the world a better place in the face of disaster," he said after a few more moments of silence. You turn around to face him once more. "I promise you," he stated, lightly caressing your face, "I'll calm down and spend more time with you, okay? I love you so, so, very much doll. You're enough for me, you hear that? You'll always be enough for me. It's enough for this restless warrior just to be with you."

You allow yourself to sink further into Steve's arms, feeling more content than before. He smiles to himself, your presence making him feel at ease.

"I love you too, Stevie," you replied, allowing the sleep to take over.

He presses a soft kiss to your forehead before allowing the sleep to take over for him.

"You'll always be enough for me."