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Awkward.

Chapter Seven

I landed on my balcony, sending this thing for text rides for the past three days has been fun, touch-ups and all that was needed. I stepped out of it letting it sit on my balcony as I walked into my room, I saw an orange envelope on my bed labelled 'do not release.' As I grabbed a cardigan that matched my grey Calvin Klein sports bra and leggings, slipping my arms in and grabbing it, I opened it and slipped out the contents seeing my photoshoot pictures and a note on the first one. 'Choose your favourites and get back to me, the one you wanted sits in the back -Mickey' I hummed and sighed, I hated this part cause I could never choose them. "Damain where's Steve?" I asked.

"In the kitchen Ma'am." He said and I hummed walking out of my room, into the elevator and to the kitchen I went when I walked in and froze seeing him with Bucky and Sam, I hummed. "Boys!" I skipped over and they all looked.

"Yes ma'am?" Sam asked and I slapped the envelope down. "That says do not release." He said and I hummed.

"I need help choosing the right ones," I said opening it and pulling out the thin stack, I pulled off the sticky note and slipped out the last one looking at it, I held it away from their view as I placed the stack down in front of sam, he let out a loud laugh as he picked it up, Steve went wide-eyed covering his face, and Bucky turned red, his nose flared as well as his eyes darted to me, I smiled proudly.

"You want us to choose?" Bucky mumbled and I leaned on the counter nodding.

"Mhm." I smiled and he rubbed his neck.

"Well let's just say, you look fine!" He said I placed the other one face down on the counter behind me and moved to the photos Sam held.

"Thank you, Sam, here." I started to line them up, they looked at them, and Steve was staring at me. "Normally I have coworkers help, and I guess you are also technically coworkers." I giggled.

"Who is the faceless dude?" Sam pointed at the large luminous figure over me, which I looked up at innocently. I looked at Steve casually, he looked back at me and I looked down shrugging, telling him wordlessly it was up to him.

"What the fu-" I saw Dad next to the table, and all four of us jumped looking, I bit my lip.

"Oh, hey Dad, how do they look?" I asked, he looked at me, before looking at the men, specifically glaring at Bucky.

"It's inappropriate."

"I'm completely covered," I said and he sighed. "Besides, It's not the real thing, Steve got to see that," I said leaning in my hand and looking at Steve as his head, shot up and he looked at me.

"Excuse me??" Dad looked at Steve

"He's my escort, he had to." I smiled and he squinted at me.

"Why are you showing them out of everyone?" He asked.

"Well actually, I only came to show Steve," I said grabbing a water bottle from the fridge, they all went silent.

"Bro!" Sam yelled and I turned as they all faced Steve.

"It's probably because I- 'm the guy in the photos!" He blurted out they all fell silent, looked at the photos, looked at Steve, looked back at the photos.