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Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader
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Steve was your best friend in the entire world. You were practically always hanging around the Avenger's compound even thought you weren't an Avenger. One night you and some of the guys, namely Tony, Rhodey and Sam, had had a couple of drinks at the billionaire's expense. You'd just come back from the city when Tony had the brilliant idea to go swimming. Of course none of you had swimsuits or trunks, but the guys all jumped in the pool with their clothes on. You shrugged, following their lead,
Two hours later, you were a shivering mess who only then realized they had no spare clothes. With chilled feet, you padded your way through the compound's carpeted halls hoping your bestie was still awake. When he didn't answer his door, you let yourself in. Even better! Steve didn't seem to be in his room at all.
You sneakedinto his tshirt drawer for something dry. You quickly peeled all of your wet garments off, glad to be rid of them. You barely had enough time to slip the t-shirt over your head before Steve stepped out of his bathroom.
"[Y/n]? What in the world are you...is that my shirt?" You bit your lip in embarrassment. You'd been caught red handed. You could barely muster up the courage to look at him. Then you spotted a familiar towel wrapped around his waist.
"What the crap Rogers!" You threw a wet sock at him. "That's myCaptain America towel!"
