Steve Rogers One Shots

Secret Identity

"Are you serious?"

"No, I'm Wanda," your friend replied with a proud smirk.

You rubbed the spot between your eyes where you could feel a headache coming. Wanda was in charge of Natasha's bachelorette party. You were supposed to spend the evening in a fancy restaurant, but clearly Wanda had other plans.

"I love it!" Natasha took your hand and made you follow her.

You paid the entry fee and walked into the strip club. It was noisy and surprisingly bright. You cringed as the smell of alcohol hit your nose. Wanda gave you her best innocent smile and looped her arm through yours.

"It's a special day today," she cooed, tugging on your arm to make you move.

Above the bar, there was a poster of three dudes wearing nothing but speedos. The one on the right was wearing large goggles and a pair of dark wings. His name was written in bold letters above his head: FALCON.

The one called WINTER SOLDIER was wearing a black muzzle, although his long hair already concealed most of his face. Tattoos covered his left arm right up to his sleeve, but his blue eyes were his most striking features.

The third had a blue helmet on his head and a shield in his right hand. CAPTAIN AMERICA. You rolled your eyes good-naturedly and turned to the bartender. He leaned forward and turned his head so he could hear you over the music.

"Who are these guys?"

"The Avengers. They perform together on Wednesdays. Lucky you!" He gave you a flirty wink and slammed his hands on the counter. "What can I get ya?"

"It's her bachelorette party!" Wanda pushed Natasha forward.

Apparently, while you were studying the poster, Wanda made Natasha wear a sash that read 'Bride to Be.' Natasha ordered a bottle of champagne and told the bartender to bring it to your table. Wanda had booked a table near the stage, you sat near the long runway.

"It's a full house tonight," you observed as a group of women sat at a table behind you.

"Blame the Avengers. They're so hot!" Wanda whined, which prompted an eye roll from Natasha.

The bartender arrived with the bottle of champagne and three shots of tequila. "On the house." He grinned. "Have fun ladies."

"Let's drink! You need to loosen up."

"I do not need to loosen up," you objected, arms crossed over your chest. "I have a meeting tomorrow at eight and I don't want to show up with a hangover."

"It's my bachelorette party," Natasha grinned, placing her shot next to yours. "My only bachelorette party."

Wanda understood what Natasha had in mind and put her shot of tequila in front of you. "Bottoms up, babe."

Your eyes darted back and forth between your two best friends. "You want me to drink three shots on an empty stomach?"

"I'll order some food."

They started cheering, making you chuckle a bit. With a defeated sigh, you put the first glass to your lips and drained it.

"One drink she's a little spacey," Natasha giggled as she watched you swallow the second shot in one go. "Two drinks, she's loud."

"What?" you shouted, scaring the girls sitting behind you.

You swallowed your third shot, coughing as the burning liquid slid down your throat. Your head was spinning and a wave of euphoria hit you. You stood up from your chair and started cheering loudly with a bunch of other women.