Rainbow lights flickered and music roared through the room. You took a big gulp of whiskey feeling the alcohol rush through your veins. "Wow you alright babe?" Paul said placing a hand on your shoulder.
"Yeah of course, I mean you wanted me to have a good time right?" You said turning to him.
"Yeah I did." He smiled nodding. "How's work?"
"It's fine. Great actually going on a mission next week. Nothing special, just the ordinary."
"Well if you count missions where you totally kick people's asses ordinary than yeah, sounds about right," he joked.
"Yeah," you chuckled taking another sip of the whiskey. He grabbed your arm "Cmon let's go dance."
"Oh Paul I-"
"Cmon I can see how tense you are just loosen up a bit." He pulled.
"Alright," you groaned suppressing a smile.
He twirled you onto the dance floor catching you. You laughed following his stupid dance moves. You cracked up when he tried doing the Micheal Jackson moonwalk, such a dork.
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"Thanks for dropping me off Paul." You said opening the door.
"No problem princess," he leaned in kissing you. You kissed him back.
"Love you," he called as you left the car.
"Love you too," you called back.
You watched his car drive away. You turned around admiring your house, that you bought a couple months ago. It was in New York, not D.C.
Since you joined the Avengers you had two options, live at the tower or live somewhere close by it. You of course chose the second option, but you weren't alone. It was a spacious house with 3 rooms, 2 bathrooms, a huge living room and a gigantic kitchen, Sam's choice. Yeah you were living with Sam and Rogers, Steve. The three of you became super close and maybe even a bit like family.
Your past semi hatred for Steve completely vanished. You entered the house closing the door behind you.
"Boys I'm back!" You yelled. Sam's head popped up from behind the corner "I made dinner."
"Late don't you think?" You said.
"It's never too late for dumplings," he sang.
"Yeah and on top of that they're really good," Steve came up from behind him with a bowl of hot, steamy dumplings.
"Alright I'll have some," you took off your heels.
Since hydra was destroyed and all that 'cut off one head and two more shall take its place' bullshit was over, your life wasn't super interesting. You worked with Tony and you mostly did missions for the new restored Shield. You also became good friends with Wanda and Nat and sometimes you'd have girly nights at the Avengers tower. Wanda talked about Vision, Nat talked about Bruce and you talked about Paul.
"How'd your date go?" Steve interrupted your thoughts.
"Oh great, yeah really good," you chewed. "Wow these are delicious," you nodded.
"I know right. Tried out a new recipe."
Sam sat down in front of you "So I had this amazing idea." Sam began.
"Oh no, is this about Halloween again?" You said.
"How did you know?" Steve asked.
"That's all he's been talking about for the past week!" You groaned.
"I'm just really excited. Like really excited. So, how about tomorrow we decorate the front yard and the house and the day after tomorrow we carve some pumpkins. I haven't done it in ages!"
"Yeah me neither," you said.
"I uh have never." Steve said.
"What about last year? You were in charge of the pumpkins."
"I um, hired a professional." He gave you a crooked smile.
"Steve!" You and Sam said in unison.
"I thought you were good at art!" Sam exclaimed.
"He is actually, have you seen his drawings."
"They weren't drawings they were more like doodles and little sketches." Steve scratched the back of his head.
"Man drew a fucking sunset using a pencil and calls it a sketch. Steve I'm not letting you not carve a pumpkin this year." You joked.
"Did you decide on your costume?" Sam turned to you changing the subject.
"Oh yeah, I bought this huge wolf onesie and I'm gonna paint some whiskers on my face, and I'll be a big bad wolf."
"Are you for real Y/N?" Sam said in disbelief "What about wanting to dress up hot for Halloween?"
"Sam I was drunk and don't bring that up that is so embarrassing," you went visibly red.
"Well at least you won't be thing 1." Steve patted you on the shoulder.
Your mouth dropped open "No way! You agreed Steve?"
He nodded regret plastered across his face. You began laughing "Oh my god really?" You tilted your head.
"Yes really."
"Oh cmon it isn't that bad." Sam said.
"Oh it's isn't bad it's terrible." You continued laughing.
