Senator! Steve Rogers, who adores his spouse, but he’s just such a raging celebrity lately that he’s always in press coverage. He dodges questions about potential partners or family, leaving his relationship status to be left up to interpretation. He loves your determination to help him through his job every step of the way, but it gets old when the only place he can be with you is your house out in god knows where. He chooses to keep you out of publicity, but other people in his field— Tony or Natasha, Bucky or Sam or just anyone who’s close with him along the lines of his senator position would know about his marriage to you.

He took you out for lunch to get you out the house with his people, having to excuse himself to get back to work. Shit. Immediately people are asking questions, making him cover you from camera views.

“Damn it. Come on, babe, get in the truck.” He was holding your hand so gently, helping you into the truck. He was already frustrated, but now your cover was blown. He should’ve left as a group.