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Hello if it is still possible could you please add me to the tag list for the Cinderella story? Thank you!

Of course it is still possible 😁 You are tagged! ❤️

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Hi! I was wondering if I could request #17 with Jon for my friend, Day? Jon is her favorite person and I know she would absolutely love it! Thank you!

Oh man 17 was already snagged shockingly but Jon is still up for grabs if you’d like another one for your friend!

[sincerelydayyy]

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I wanna hug you pal. I L you too.

Send me a letter?

[sincerelydayyy]

Goodbye Part 2

[Day’s notes: I forgot to post this earlier so I’m posting it now. This is so good. Everyone read it.]

The last thing Evie was expecting was a knock on her door at 11 o'clock at night. Finding Steve standing at her door was the second to the last thing she expected.

“Steve! I wasn’t expecting you at all!” She stepped aside so that he could come in. He laughed at her comment. Steve took in her outfit of pink with black polka dot fuzzy bottoms and a black long sleeve top. Her red hair was in a messy braid down her back.

“I can tell. Sorry for the late night visit, but I was wondering if you were up to a ride with me. It’s been one of those days,” he gave her a smile. Evie quickly nodded.

“Sure! Just let me change real quick!” she said as she headed for her room. It took her ten minutes to throw on a pair of jeans and a jacket over her top. She finished up by running a brush through her hair and tying on her chucks. Steve followed her out the door and down to his bike.

“So where are we going tonight?” she inquired as he placed her helmet on her head. He shrugged.

“Wherever the road takes us,” He said giving her his inviting smile. Evie laughed at his antics. It was nice seeing him happy for once. Everything going on had put so much strain on Steve that she rarely saw him smile. Actually she rarely got to see him the last couple of weeks. Her heart lept for joy when she saw him at her door. The couple got on Steve’s bike and headed down the almost empty street. It was forty-five minutes later that Evie realized they were heading out into the country-side, far from the city. The ride to the meadow was about two hours. They walked out to the open meadow where Steve laid down on the soft grass pulling Evie down beside him. For a while they just stared up at the stars, wrapped up in each.

“Evie, you know I love you right?” He murmured so softly that she wasn’t sure he even spoke. She looked up at him.

“Yea, and I love you too,” she answered. He kissed the top of her head, breathing the scent of strawberries. He was going to miss this.

“Evelyn, I’m leaving town tonight. As soon as I drop you back off, I have to go.” He said poignantly. Evie sat straight up and looked down at him.

“What? Why?” He sat up, but didn’t look at her.

“Tension’s been building. I don’t know what’s going to happen, but I don’t want you to get mixed up in this. It’s going to be dangerous and I want you safe,” He looked at her with determination. “I’m going to keep you safe. I won’t be able to contact you directly since Stark will have you watched.” Evie tried to let everything sink it. 

“So, how…” She didn’t know how to finish the question. Seeing her pause, Steve pulled Evie to him. She quickly wrapped her arms around his waist never wanting to let go.

“I’ll figure out someway. Sam and I will figure out a way to let you two know,” He whispered. “I promise it’s going to be alright.” Evie really wanted to believe him, but for once, she knew that even Steve wasn’t sure of that promise. Finally the embrace ended and the couple found themselves back on the bike. Just before the sun came up, Evie was back at her apartment after kissing Steve goodbye on the street. She watched from her window as he kicked his bike to life and sped down the street.

[sincerelydayyy]

Goodbyes

“Who knows how bad things are going to get, but one’s thing certain. We don’t need to get them involved. Take tonight to say goodbye. We’ve got to keep them safe.”

Cap’s voice rang in Sam’s head as he entered his apartment. He was right. Things were going to get worse and Sam did not want her getting in the middle of everything. He needed for her to be safe and if leaving did that then so be it. However, the reasoning didn’t make this any easier. Entering the kitchen, Sam looked at the time on the stove. Day would be home in two hours. Enough time for him to make her favorite meal and dessert. God knew how long it was going to be until he saw her again. He was determined to make this night a great memory for them. When Day came home she was greeted by the mouth-watering smell that filled the apartment. She walked into the kitchen to find Sam finishing up the last of their meal, fettuccine alfredo. Walking up to Sam, she gave him a kiss on the cheek.

“Hey babe, smells good!” She tried to sneak a taste but her wrist was grabbed by Sam. He twirled her around so that she was caught in his arms.

“Hey now, no sneaking,” He chided giving her a quick kiss. She smiled up at him. God how she loved coming home to moments like this.

“Awe, but it smells delicious!” She pouted. Sam rolled his eyes at her and gave her one more kiss.

“Dinner’s almost done. Can you get the plates?” He let her go and turned back around to the food. Day agreed and grabbed the items that they needed for dinner. Tonight they opted to sit on the couch cuddled up next to each other while enjoying good food and television. Sam surprised her once more with apple pie a la mode.

“So what did I do to deserve this delight tonight?” She took a bite of the sweet treat. Sam laughed at the pure pleasure on her face.

“Can’t I do something nice for my girl?” He asked. His heart pinged at the real reason behind it, but that would come later. He really did just want to enjoy the evening with Day. The rest of the evening went smoothly as they relaxed. As the night wore on though, Sam knew he needed to tell her. As a commercial started, Sam took the moment to sit up.

“Day? There is something I need to talk to you about,” He sat her up so that they could look at each other. Day could see that this was serious and felt her heart leap into her throat.

“What is it?” She really didn’t want to know though.

“Day, tomorrow I have to go. I don’t know exactly when I’ll be back, but shit is getting worse and Cap thinks its best for us to leave,” He stated taking her hands in his. Day knew that things were getting pretty bad with the whole registration thing, but didn’t think it was going this bad. “I don’t know how often I can keep in contact, but I will try my best to make sure you know I’m alright.” Day nodded, not saying a word. She tried to absorb everything. Sam watched her for any sort of sign.

“I know that you only leave it if was absolutely necessary,” She reasoned looking at him with tears clouding her vision. “But it won’t stop me from missing you.” Sam took her in his arms holding her as close as he could get. They spent the rest of the night in each other’s embrace dreading the moment the night would leave and Sam with it.

*SOBS* This was so beautiful. You spoil me so much Jen. Thank you! <3

[sincerelydayyy]

Sam loves cheesy pick up lines. He would sometimes use them on a new girl he is interested in, but usually he waits until they are in a relationship before springing the cheesiness upon them. He will tell them while relaxing at home, a random text message during the day, or even in cute little notes left all over her place. He knows when a girl is a keeper when she tells her own.

I’m so behind this you don’t understand.

[sincerelydayyy]

Sam actually knows how to play an instrument. In his childhood he learned how to play trumpet and loved playing jazz. Even did jazz band in high school. He still plays from time to time. If you're lucky (which you are since you're special to him) you can catch him doing an impromptu jazz session with Steve who learned how to play both the piano when he was younger and guitar when he got older and needed a hobby.

I'm completely here for jazz man Sam Wilson. Also chill down session with Steve making me so happy.

[sincerelydayyy]

The weeks were counting down to that glorious day of presents and family. Where a jolly fat man comes down a chimney to bring joy to children all over the world. But all Day really wanted was one man who wasn’t fat, but definitely jolly to come home. Sam had been called away on a mission with Captain and apparently it was going to be a month long mission. Two weeks have gone by and not a word from Sam. Normally, Day was used to this. He couldn’t contact her because of something like policy or in fear of the enemy tapping the lines and finding her. But it being so close to the holidays, Day was feeling the absence more so than usual.

   "Someday soon we all will be together, if the fates allow

   But until then we will have to muddle through somehow"

Frank Sinatra serenaded her as she decorated their little apartment. All the old, bittersweet Christmas songs made the place feel a little less empty, but made the ache in her heart grow.

   "I miss that winged idiot,“ She said softly to herself as she put the finishing touches on the tree. The apartment had been done before she started on the tree so the entire place now felt cozy with the completion of the tree. Leaving the music playing, Day made herself a cup of hot chocolate and just basked in the glow of her tree.  Only one more week until Christmas. Maybe this time she wouldn’t be alone for the holiday…

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   The week had come and gone in a flash. Working long almost seemingly endless shifts, rude customers, and then coming home to crash for a few hours before repeating the routine. The only thing that kept her going was the fact that Christmas was right around the corner and the phone call from Sam a few nights before. She was happy to hear that he was safe along with everyone else. However, it did break her heart when he said they wouldn’t be home anytime soon. After that call, the shifts seemed to drag and the time fly by at home. Finally, it was Christmas Eve. Day had spent the day off with friends exchanging gifts and being merry as per tradition for the holiday. The cheer and merriment wore off the moment she went home, though. A still empty apartment greeted her. She still lit the tree and all the other decorations and turned on the television for some company, but still wasn’t the same. After a couple of hours of watching Ralphie going through his turmoils for his beloved red rider, Day called it a night. She curled up in her cold bed and wrapped her body around his pillow. “Merry Christmas, Sam.” She mumbled into it to dream of her Falcon.

    The morning greeted her with a bright light and an interesting yet very delicious smell. Day rubbed the sleep from her eyes.

‘What in the world…’ she thought getting up from bed. Just as she stepped into the living room the sight of a familiar silhouette made her squeal with joy. On the coffee table was two plates filled with pancakes, sausages and hashbrowns with a steaming cup of tea. On the couch was a handsome man that had lied to her about not being home for Christmas. Sam managed to stand up in time to catch Day leaping into his arms.

“I thought you couldn’t make it home!” She muffled into his chest. Sam laughed as he held her tighter.

“Capt and I decided we wanted to be home for Christmas so we caught the bad guys in time to be here.” The two held each other for a few moments longer. They finally broke apart and sat down to start one of the best Christmases that either one had had in a very long time.

Merry Christmas friend! *hugs* I hope you enjoyed this! 

I’ve read it like four times since seeing it in my inbox on my phone. This might be one of my favorite surprises I’ve gotten in a long time. So thank you for that 💗

You’re awesome. Thanks for indulging me so often. It means the world to me.