Dance Lesson~Steve

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It's 12:30am, and you still can't sleep. You decide to get up and go get some water. As you come back from the kitchen you hear music coming from a room at the end of the hall and decide to go look at what was happening. The door was creaked open enough to see Steve dancing to 40's music.

He wasn't the best but it made you chuckle at his movements. You open the door more. Leaving against the doorframe.
"Nice moves Cap!" Y/N laughs.
Steve jumps lightly at her voice.
"How long were you watching?" He asks embarrassed.
"Long enough to see you need dance lessons." You say as you walk over to him. Putting your cup down on the dresser.

You start to teach him different moves and he fails miserably. You both laugh at how stupid and adorable he looks trying out modern dances. As the song fades out, the next song starts. It's slow, you've heard him play it before.
"May i have this dance" He puts out his hand for you.
You glance up at him. "You may."
Settling your hand into his, you two start to sway back and forth. You lay your head on his chest, listening to the calming beat of his heart and the soft music. All of a sudden he spins you and dips you down. Pulling you up slowly you two look deep into each other's eyes. Face to face again, inches away.

"Now, how was that?" He asks almost in a whisper.
"It was perfect." You say smiling.
He stares into your eyes, switching back and forth to your lips. He starts to lean in and before you realize, your lips are intertwined. His kiss was sweet, warm and loving. You pull apart, looking at his dopey smile.
"I've been waiting a long time to do that." He says.
"So have I."
You go back to dancing to the last bit of the song. There's no where else you'd rather be than here, in his arms, dancing.

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Hii! I hope you enjoyed it!
I've been thinking about this ever since endgame came out, finally I can put it into words!
Thank you so much for the reads so far I greatly appreciate it <3

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