The Truth
Peggy Carter x Reader
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Written for Agent Carter Bingo 2022! @agentcarterbingo
Fandom: Marvel
Square Filled: “Tell me the truth.”
Summary: Peggy and Y/N have been dating for a few months, and everything's been perfect. Well, almost perfect. As much as Y/N loves Peggy, she's noticed enough strange things to know beyond a shadow of a doubt that Peggy is hiding something big. And now, she's decided it's time to sit down and have a talk about just what that thing might be.
Word Count: 1,467
Category: Angst, fluff
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I opened the door to my room at the Griffith at the sound of a commotion in the hallway. I'd heard Angie Martinelli yelling and slamming doors, and I also thought I'd heard my girlfriend Peggy's voice calling after her.
When I looked out into the hallway, however, there was no one in sight. I took a deep breath, briefly debating whether to go back into my room and just go to sleep.
Peggy and I had been dating for a few months, after Angie had helped set us up. She'd moved into the Griffith and across the hall from me about a week ago, and I thought everything was perfect. Unfortunately, I was wrong. Peggy had been weirdly distant lately, brushing off Angie and I or completely avoiding us. I had no doubt that the commotion in the hallway came from Peggy doing it again to Angie.
I sighed. I cared about Peggy, a lot. And if I wanted to keep her in my life (which I did), then I needed to fight for her. That meant going over there and trying to talk to her, even if it was ten o'clock and all I wanted to do was go to sleep.
I closed the door to my apartment and crossed the hall to knock on Peggy's. I heard a thump from inside, followed by loud shuffling as she called through the door.
"Just a second!"
I shook my head. Peggy had something seriously strange going on in her life, and I'd been pretending not to notice almost the entire time we'd known each other. I was starting to think that needed to come to an end.
After a few more seconds, Peggy opened the door in her bathrobe, looking flustered. She smiled when she saw me, but I could still see some stress written on her face.
"Hello darling," she said breathlessly. "What's going on?"
"I was about to ask you the same question," I said, pushing past her and through the door. I could tell she didn't want me in there, but I pushed through anyway. That was more of an Angie move than I usually pulled, but Peggy and I seriously needed to talk.
"Y/N, I'm so sorry, but now is really not a good time..." she said, hovering by the still open door with her arms crossed over her chest.
"I figured, since I heard you throw Angie out," I said. Peggy looked surprised, but I just continued. "Peg, I really, really like you. You're the coolest, most wonderful person I've ever been with. But it's ten o'clock at night, and you're trying to rush the people you care about out of here like you're late for a job interview. I'm not an idiot, I know there's something you're not telling me. Something big. Tell me the truth."
"Y/N..."
"No, hold on. Let me finish." Peggy sighed, but nodded at me all the same. I took a deep breath, trying to summon the courage for what I was about to say. "I... I love you, Peggy Carter. And it's okay if you don't feel the same way. And we haven't really been dating that long in the grand scheme of things, so you're entitled to some privacy, Peg, if there's stuff you don't want to tell me. But I care about you, and I want to be around for the long haul. So if there's a big part of your life you're not telling me about, I'd really like to be let in on the secret."
Peggy sighed heavily and looked at the ceiling like she was praying for strength. Then, she turned on her heel and shut the door of her apartment before coming over to sit next to me on her bed. She sat sideways, one leg up on the bed, so she could look me straight in the eyes. She took both my hands in hers, and the look on her face was more serious than I usually saw.
"I love you too, Y/N." My heart soared, and I couldn't keep a giant smile off my face. "And I want you to be a part of my life for the long haul, too. But I'm not supposed to share this part of my life with anyone until we're engaged."
I sighed. "Alright, Peg. Fair enough-"
I stopped when she squeezed my hands tightly. I looked back up at her, and her beautiful brown eyes were looking intently into mine.
"I'm going to tell you anyway."
My heart stopped in my chest. All the air went out of my lungs, and a different, hopeful kind of smile spread across my face. Never in my wildest dreams did I think Peggy really felt that way about me.
"But Y/N, I can't emphasize this enough: You cannot tell anyone what I'm about to tell you. Alright? Not even Angie."
I nodded. "I swear, Peggy. Your secret's safe with me."
She nodded, then took a deep breath. "Alright. I don't really work at the phone company."
I scoffed. A little rude, I know, but I honestly couldn't help it.
"Well no shit, babe. I doubt anybody at the phone company's keeping the same hours you keep, or limping around like you do sometimes when you won't tell me what's wrong."
Peggy smiled. "Fair enough. The truth is... I work for the SSR."
My eyebrows shot up. I'd thought up a dozen different possibilities for what Peggy's secret might be, and I'd be lying if I said 'secret agent' never crossed my mind. But I'd also be lying if I said I actually thought that might be the truth!
"The SSR? Like, the super secret badass government agency?" I asked.
"Yes, that one."
"Peggy... that's so cool!" I yelled, jumping a little on the bed. I quickly lowered my voice, leaning in towards Peggy with a smile on my face. "My girlfriend is even more of a badass than I originally thought."
Peggy absolutely beamed at me as she squeezed my hands again. She leaned closer and closed the little remaining distance between us to give me a soft kiss on the lips, and I absolutely melted.
I pulled back after just a few seconds, staring into Peggy's eyes intently. As much as I wanted to keep kissing her all night long, I needed to make sure she understood what I was saying first.
"Peggy. Thank you for telling me. And for trusting me. I mean, seriously. It means the world to me that you trust me like that, and want me to be part of every aspect of your life."
Peggy smiled warmly, then raised a hand to gently cup my cheek.
"I've never met anyone like you before, my darling," she said. "It means the world to me to have you as a part of my life."
I smiled back, and if it were possible, I think I'd be actually glowing like the sun. I leaned forward again to close the distance between Peggy and I, kissing her on the mouth and trying to pour all the love in the world into it. We stayed like that for a few minutes, holding each other tight and reveling in our love for each other.
After a few minutes, reluctantly, Peggy pulled back. She gave me an apologetic look, then stood.
"As much as I'd love to stay here with you, I can't," she said. "I have to go meet with a friend to work on an assignment."
I couldn't help smiling. "That is the coolest sentence I've ever heard anyone say. My girlfriend is an absolute badass."
Peggy laughed as she ducked under the bed, dragging out a massive bag of gear. She smiled at me as she straightened up.
"I'll be back, hopefully in a few hours," she said. "You're welcome to stay here, if you'd like."
A giant grin broke out on my face. "I'd love that."
"Alright then," said Peggy, her expression mirroring my own. "I suppose I'll see you when I return."
"I might be asleep," I warned her, scooting back on the bed as she headed for the door.
"I certainly wouldn't blame you!" she called over her shoulder. I smiled as the door swung open and then shut behind her, still basking in the joy of the past few minutes. Peggy was the woman of my dreams, and after tonight, I felt more confident than ever that we might actually be able to go the distance.
She was the one. And we were going to make it work.
