The Beard Needs To Go

the beard needs to go

PAIRING—steve rogers x gf!reader

SUMMARY—You badly want to be the one who shaves Steve's beard off

WARNINGS—pure fluff, allusions to sexy times but no actual smut, the plot is mostly about Steve's beard lol

A/N—random but this was inspired by that scene of Me Before You where Will let's Lou shave his beard, also that movie will never not break me , pure heartbreak! 😭😭

In the bathroom, infront of the mirror as the morning sun rose, the couple found themselves in a very difficult situation, well you found it difficult.

" do we have to? "

" we have to ... "

" but I love your beard! and it's great in the bedroom! " You whined while cupping his face, his beard slightly tickling the palm of your hands. You sat on the counter, back against the mirror as Steve's hands rested on your hips.

" so you just love it because it makes the sex good? " Steve asked with a laugh, teasingly while tilting his head on the side.

" of course not, I love it because it makes you and the sex hotter " You reply with enthusiasm and a teasing grin in return as Steve chuckles back.

" glad to know, but unfortunately it has to go, so say goodbye because I'm shaving it tonight baby " He said with fake sadness in his tone as he sighs while cupping your face and giving your soft lips a long kiss.

" nooo! at least let me shave it "

" absolutely not "

" oh come on! please babe?? " you beg lightly while doing puppy dog eyes paired with your cute lips pouting hoping to persuade the super soldier.

" yeah that's not working " He exits the bathroom leaving you pouting as you sit on the counter top.

" bring me coffee! " You shout as you hear the bedroom door close. Steve's always the one who makes breakfast and your favorite coffee will always be the one made by him.

The rest of the day goes on with you trying your best to persuade Steve to let you shave his beard. Even as the two of you drank the morning coffee you still annoyed him with the question of let me shave off your beard?

The couple chose to go to a mall, having a mall date for the rest of the afternoon. You bought some clothes for both Steve and yourself even if he insisted he didn't need any more clothes. You even bought a couple pairs of lingerie that you knew he would enjoy, secretly that is for the surprise effect. Steve bought a couple of art supplies, hoping to start painting more for the rest of his technically retirement days.

You and Steve chose to eat at a pizza shop that wasn't too busy, a big plate of cheesy pizza paired with two glasses of cold cola.

" my beard so long I have to pick food out of it "

" I could pick the food out of it for you! "

" you're joking "

" I'm totally joking " You say with a laugh as you continue taking a bite out of your cheesy pizza slice.

Steve was washing the dishes after dinner, the plain white tee he wore getting splashed a bit by the water. He turned off the faucet as he had done half of the dirty dishes.

" Oh Steve~ " You say in a sing-song tune as you untie your robe in which you had nothing underneath catching the blonde Captain who was washing the dishes off-guard, the dirty dishes now abandoned.

He quickly captures your lips with a deep moan as you giggle, almost stumbling back with the impact of his large body. His large hands immediately held on tightly to your waist, lifting you up with no effort as he leads the two of you to the bedroom.

As you calm your breath after the great countless orgams, you rest your head on his bare chest with a smile while your hands wrap around his torso and his arms wrap automatically around your shoulders. The two of you smile with bliss as the two of you even out your breathings, still a bit red and sweaty from the tiring activity.

" You did that to convince me to let you shave my beard didn't you? " Steve says after a couple minutes with a little laugh at the end. He gripped your form tighter as his head rested on top of yours.

" would you let me shave it now? " Of course it wasn't about that but your eyes are still filled with hope as you ask him about shaving his beard. You were sad he wants it gone but you should be atleast the one to get rid of it.

" fine, I'll let you "

" I love you "

" I love you too " He replies kissing you back as you smile with his lips attached to yours.

The two were back to the position they were the previous morning after getting dressed, not the one they did on the bed much to Steve's dismay but he did find it cute how much you wanted to be the one to shave his beard and so he caved. It gave him a big domestic feeling as he looked down on your hands that were applying shaving cream.

" you're really going to do it? " Steve asked but saying it as more of a fact as you were done applying the shaving cream on half his face.

" I—I'm really gonna do this " you say nervously as you get rid of the brush you used to apply the cream for his beard. You giggle with nervousness as you slowly inch the razor closer to his face.

" just don't shave my eyebrows off, baby "

" trust the professional Rogers "

" I'm serious, don't " he said sternly but with an obvious hint of playfulness as he points a finger at you in which you point elsewhere going back to focusing on the task at hand.

He closed his eyes, his brows furrowed slightly but relaxing a second later. He trusts you with his life, completely but maybe not much on shaving his beard.

You smile in victory as you successfully shaved a part of his beard in one stroke, a bit of a stubble left behind as his beard was quite thick. Steve opened his eyes a couple times, seeing you so concentrated that the tip of your tongue stuck out made him smile in which you grumble that his smile made you distracted.

Many trips of the razor to the bowl of water, you completely shaved off the two years worth of beard that Steve grew out. You grin widely with your success, putting down the razor on the counter as you made Steve open his eyes.

" please tell me you didn't shave my eyebrows off " He asked teasingly, looking at you before looking at himself in the mirror. Traces of shaving cream left that he carefully wiped away using a clean cloth.

" nice job, doll " He said with a big smile that could reach his ocean blue eyes and continued with a quick peck to your lips. You smile after the quick kiss as you rest your head on his shoulder. Your hands are sneaking on both his sides, clasping your hands together to give him one big hug.

" I told you baby, a professional "

headcanons of nursing Natasha who has flu

natasha romanoff x gf!reader

headcanons of taking care of a hard headed sick Natasha

Natasha would deny it but you would know right away that she was sick because she felt too warm in your embrace as you woke up next to her that day.

Miraculously you didn't get infected and immediately put Natasha, your stubborn girlfriend into bed rest.

You would need to blackmail her into staying in bed.

" Stay in your bed or no sex for a month! " you warned as she tried to persuade you that she's okay and that it was just a slight fever

" ... fine, i hate you "

" you'll thank me when you get countless sick free orgasms once you're okay "

" fine you win " Natasha grumbled as she groaned trying to find a comfortable position as her head ache worsened.

You quickly gathered the things you would need to nurse Natasha back to her old healthy self.

Natasha's a very stubborn person, even to her girlfriend she would insist she's fine so going to the med bay and getting checked by Dr. Cho was definitely crossed off the list.

As Natasha falls sick, you've made everyone aware that nobody should visit her as she's more grumpy when sick and that a risk of infection can't happen within the Avengers.

You've made sure nobody went on and disturbed the floor you and Natasha's shared room was in since your only floor mate was Wanda but she's on another honeymoon with Vision.

You first checked Nat's temperature using a thermometer even if she cutely advices that you check her temperature using your lips though she was only joking as she wouldn't want you to get infected.

Natasha would grumply refuse to eat as she preferred to just sleep and waking her up for food was something she found not necessary.

" eat the soup, baby "

" no, I'm fi— "

" eat the damn soup, Natalia! "

" yes, maam " she said as she quickly grabbed the hot bowl of chicken soup

" careful!! "

You patiently wipe away her body with luke warm water to try and cool down her fever and to make her more comfortable as she sleeps the day away.

You couldn't help but coo at the image of the badass spy, ex–assassin who's now sleeping soundly as a cold towel cooled her forehead as she cuddled the teddy bear you gave her a year ago proxy for you, her girlfriend who she didn't wanna risk getting infected.

Of course Natasha wouldn't call Fury so you took it upon yourself to find his personal number that he let's Natasha use.

You immediately tell the man with one eye to not give his best agent a mission for atleast three weeks so that you'd know Natasha would heal properly because you know your girlfriend's a stubborn woman who couldn't be away from her job for more than a month.

Natasha would say she didn't like the sandwiches and that she's fine but in fact she'd only ever eat sandwiches that are made by you or by Steve, anyone else she doesn't trust with the food she'll intake unless of course it's take out.

" I'm gonna eat it but I'm not gonna be happy about it >:( "

" don't pretend like my egg sandwiches aren't your favourite, babe ;) "

" hmmp >:/ " she chomps on the delicious egg sandwich made by you with love while pouting cutely

Once you made sure her fever went down enough that you wouldn't be infected if you cuddled her, you laid down on the bed you two shared and caressed her hair as you give her a peck on her forehead for her to fall asleep peacefully.

Natasha can't fall asleep properly unless she's in your embrace, sick or not she'd need you to be beside her at night.

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