Steve Rogers is a complicated man. Should he date, fall in love, get married, or should he focus on saving the world. Well one of those needs him to try and the other is thrusted upon him.
I don't not own any marvel characters
(May contain smut, id...
"Y/n hurry your ass up!" Natasha called from the next room as you got dressed. You were going out to the new night club a few blocks away. It apparent was suppose to be pretty fun, although you couldn't come up with any ideas to make a night club new and exciting without making it a strip club.
(I put two options for your outfit cause id prefer a suit while others might want dresses so idk choose or make up ur own ur choice)
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"Finally bitch! You take forever." Natasha rolled her eyes as I brushed off her comment, I'm used to this.
Once arriving at the night club Natasha pulls me by the arm in. It was cold in the club, probably cause if everyone is dancing and drinking it's gonna get pretty hot. We strut up to the bar. Natasha orders a martini while I order some straight tequila. It burns as it goes down my throat but I ain't no pussy, I'm used to the burn.
"STEVE!" I jump as I hear Natasha yell causing a few stares but we're in New York so most people are used to crazy people. I look and see Steve standing with a semi attractive blonde girl in the corner of the club. Steve Rogers? In a night club? Willingly?!
Natasha sauntered up to Steve and I followed behind her. "Steve Rogers you came to a night club." I giggled as he cutely smirked and looked down. "Yes I did Y/n thank you." He replied and me and Natasha backed away giggling. "That's the Sharon chick isn't it." I said to Nat while downing my beer. "Yah, don't you think that's kinda weird though?" "Oh definitely but the old man has gotta get laid somehow." She almost spat out her drink at my comment. "What it's true." I laughed.
