Steve Imagine

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*Knock knock knock*
"Now, who is knocking at the door at this time of night?" You asked no one. You groaned, and rolled out of bed. You weren't sleeping anyways. You stumbled down the hallway and to the front door.
*KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK*
"I'm coming!"
You looked terrible. You were in sweat pants and your hair was in a messy ponytail. Your eyes were only part way open as you opened the door, revealing your boyfriend Steve.
"Hey Steve. What are you doing here? It's three in the morning."
"Then why are you awake?" There was something dirty in his voice and smile. You grin tiredly at him and opened the door wider for him to come in.
"Cause I couldn't sleep."
"Why? Is it cause I wasn't next to you?" He pulled you closer and snaked his hands around your back. You rolled your eyes and smiled, while your hands found their way on his forearm. Your hands rubbed his arms and he leaned in to kiss you. You rested one hand on his face and the other squeezed his arms tighter to deepen the kiss. He smiled into the kiss and it got kinda heated. You finally pulled away and sat down on the couch, soon followed by Steve. He put and arm around you and you leaned into him. You both kicked your feet up and cuddled for a little while.
"Hey y/n..." he whispered huskily into your ear.
"Mhm?"
"I have something to tell you."
"What's that?" You replied sleepily.
"I'm not gonna tell you yet."
You looked up at him with a curious look on your face.
"Meet me at the DX tomorrow at the end of my shift. I'll tell you everything then."
Figuring he was never gonna tell you till then, you decided to not question him further.
You both looked at each other and sat there for what felt like forever. You both slowly leaned in and when your lips almost met, he said ,
"Y/n, how is it that even at three in the morning you look so beautiful, that you make me fall in love with you all over again?"
You could feel yourself blushing as he closed the gap between the both of you. His hands started moving, one to your shoulder and the other to your elbow. He gripped you tightly, never wanting to let you go. Your hands went around his neck and you hugged him closer than was possible. Your hands played with his hair and you both smiled into the kiss. When you thought that it would never end, it did. He pulled away slightly gasping for air, and so were you. Your foreheads rested against each other, while the hand that he had on your shoulder was now on the back of your neck.
"Who's there!?"
Shoot. Your dad's words were crystal clear. He was MAD. You and Steve looked at each other for a split second and knew what to do. He ran away from where the sound was coming from and you got up and straightened out he couch.
"It's me dad. Don't worry!"
You walked to the kitchen and turned the light on, getting a cup from the cupboard. As he came in you pretended to have something in it and put up to your mouth.
"What are you doing up? It's three thirty in the morning."
"I couldn't sleep so I got some water."
"Ok. Don't stay up to long. You can't be tired tomorrow." He looked you in the eyes then left. When you heard his door close, you went down the hallway that Steve did. You felt hands wrap around your shoulders. Not thinking about who it would be, you tried to scream but their hands covered your mouth.
"Shhhh. It's just me." You relaxed realizing it was Steve. He must of felt you calm down because he removed his hands from your mouth. You grabbed his hand and led him to your room. You fell on your bed and looked up at him. He had a dangerous grin and slowly walked over to your side  of the bed. He put one hand on either side of you, grinning mischievously. He leaned down to kiss you but you ducked so he kissed the pillow instead.
"Hey!" You started laughing as he grabbed you and held you down breathing on your neck.
"Steve?"
"Yes?"
"What are you doing?"
He lightly laughed and started kissing your neck. You rolled over away from him on the other side of the bed. His smile got dangerous and he had a scary look in his eye.
"Playing hard to get?"
"No, I'm just tired."
He crawled into bed and wrapped both his arms around you protectively. You put one hand on his chest and listened to his heartbeat.
"Y/n?"
"Mhm?"
"What did your dad mean by you can't be tired tomorrow?" A chill went up your spine.
"Nothing." You lied.
"It's gotta mean something. What aren't you telling me?"
You hesitated but answered reluctantly.
"He's taking me out to a farm to do something for him." That wasn't a complete lie but it's still wasn't the whole truth.
"And what are you doing at that farm?"
More hesitation.
"It's my grandpa's old farm and when he died he left it to my dad. My dad has me work in the fields. It's not that big of a deal, I don't mind it."
"I don't believe that." He looked down at you in the eye.
"I wouldn't either. The truth is, he takes me out to an old abandoned farm and makes me along with about thirty other people he's either kidnapped or found off the side of the road, harvest some sort of plant for him."
"He. Does. WHAT?"
"Shhh!!! You'll wake him up."
"Why do you let him do it? Why haven't you told anyone before? Y/n, we have to stop this. Why haven't you ever told me?!"
"I, I couldn't."
"Why? Did you not trust me with it?"
You felt like you got punched in the gut. Of course you trusted him!
"Steve of course I do but I really couldn't. I wanted to plenty of times but I was afraid of what he'd do."
"Y/n you know I wouldn't let anything bad happen to me."
"I know."
"Then what are you afraid of?"
"What he'll do to me and everyone else he keeps there."
"What's the worse he could do?"
Silence.
"Y/n?"
More silence.
"Is it the same reason you let him still do it?"
You nodded meekly.
"The whip." You whispered so quietly you were surprised he heard you.
"He uses a whip?!"
"Only when he's drunk. Or we aren't moving fast as he'd like."
"Y/n, I'm so sorry. I promise I'll never let him hurt you again. As long as your with me, you'll be safe."
He hugged you tighter making you feel safe.
"Y/N! KEEP IT DOWN IN THERE! I told you to go to sleep!" Your heart fell as you heard your dad scream and his angry footsteps come closer, and closer, and closer till he was banging ok the door.
"Open up now!!! Or else tomorrow will make you SO SIRE YOU WONT KNOW WHAT HIT YOU!"
You shuddered, remembering the scars on your back and arms. Steve looked towards the bathroom and got up. You followed him and locked the door behind the both of you. You looked up at him to see him trying to open the window.
"Steve?"
"I have a plan. Is the door locked?"
"Yah."
After a few minutes of listening to your dad try and break down the door you talked again.
"Steve, I'm scared. What if he gets in here before we can get out?"
"That's not a problem because I finally got this lock undone."
He climbed through and gave you his hand to help. You grabbed it and swung one leg over the edge and felt something pull on your other leg. You turned around seeing your dad holding it.
"You aren't getting away that easily y/n! Now get back here!"
"No!"
He leaned closer to you with a blade. He put it on your throat and talked closely to your face.
"You leave now, and I will kill everyone at that farm."
You couldn't let him do that.
"Y/n, we'll think of another way. We have to get you out of here away from this piece of filth."
Steve tightened his grip on your arm, and pulled you out of the house. Your dad threw his blade at you but since he was drunk his aim was a little off. Unfortunately it still skimmed your arm and made a cut along your whole arm. You gasped and grabbed at it.
"Y/N?"
"I'm fine."
"YOU'LL NEVER SEE ANY OF THEM EVER AGAIN!"
Your dad yelled out at you. You held your arm while Steve had one arm around your shoulder and the other on your arm. Your dad ran out of the bathroom and you could hear doors slamming.
"Y/n, we have to get out of here."
He picked you up and cradled you. He walked to the police station so he could report your dad for abuse, kidnapping, enslavement, illegal farming, and a bunch of other stuff to make him look bad. You both walked over to the lot and you two sat down on an old car seat.
"Steve?"
"Yes?"
"Thank you."
"Of course."
You both sat there in a comfortable silence.
"What did you have to say to me?"
"What?"
"You said you had something to say to me."
"Tomorrow."

Hi! I feel like this was bad and almost cheesy but I couldn't really think of to much right now.

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