The Avenger's Dark Angel (Steve Rogers/ Captain America x Reader)

Chapter 6

12.02, April 6th, 2027
S.H.I.L.D. HQ

"You ready Captain Rogers?" The young woman asked. The tall blonde stood in front of the window, showing her his backside. Luisa walked across the room to stand beside him. The window faced the small park behind the building in which some people were walking around, enjoying their lunch break. The Captain smiled lightly; his look fixed on the scene in front of him.

"Captain it's time to leave. You'll be able to look dreamily out of a window later as well. We have a wonderful view on the garden from the kitchen window." He tore his eyes from the glass pane and turned around. After taking the small bag from the bed, he opened the door. Without a word, but with a slight bow he asked the woman to go first.

"A real gentleman. There are not many left nowadays," she stated with a flirterous edge in her voice. Closing the door, he answered.

"There weren't much of them in the 40th too. Men treated women like toys. They used them and threw them away afterwards."

"Sadly, this kind of men still exist. They are now known as playboys or fuckboys and break hundreds of hearts," the young woman told him, a hurtful memory bittering her words.

The ride home was silent. As they arrived at the tower, it was lunchtime.

"I'll show you around. Every one of us has their own floor. Mine is the first over the kitchen and the common room. It's where you'll stay till Stark gets yours ready to move in," she informed him. The lift took both to the second floor. As the doors opened, a comfy living room introduced itself to the man from the 40th. On one side there was a fireplace in which a small fire was glowing. In front of it, there was a couch and a coffee table. Next to the fireplace, there was a large window. Through it, the warm sun shone into the room and lightened up the dark, wooden floor. On the walls, pictures of the night sky were hanging. The dark blue color of the frames matched the white walls perfectly. On the other side, there was a small kitchen.

Luisa took the bag from Steve's hand and stepped out of the elevator. Still gazing around, the man followed her. She led him to a short corridor. Some pictures lingered on the walls. It were pictures of Luisa with friends or family. But also, some of just them alone. Suddenly Luisa stopped.

"You'll sleep in the bedroom. I'll stay on the couch. And before you try to argue, I decided to sleep on it, and no one will change my mind." Just as Steve wanted to argue, a sound cut him off. It was the elevator.

"What have I told you?" an angry-sounding Bucky asked.

"Oh, come on James. You look good. Just like in the files from the 40th," Nat answered, amusement lingering in her voice.

"Luisa! I need you to tell Nat to stop calling me James. You guys know that I hate it!" The ex-assassin called out.

"No! You have to tell him that there is nothing wrong with calling him James. Also, it fits his haircut. Both of it shows off his cute side," Natasha yelled as Luisa and Steve walked into the living area. As they reached the fighting pair Luisa stated "Nat stop mobbing Bucky. And Bucky, she is right. The haircut really brings out your soft side and we all know you can be sweet like a Choco toffee." The woman winked. Bucky's cheeks started to heat up and Nat started to laugh, nearly falling face first. Now the three Avengers were laughing, and even Steve couldn't hide a bright smile. Catching her breath, Nat noticed the Captain.

"Who is this?" she asked, looking at the blue-eyed man.

"Oh! Nat, that's Captain Steven Rogers. Captain, that's Agent Natasha Romanoff." Luisa stated still lightly out of breath.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Agent Romanoff," Steve greeted.

"The pleasure is entirely mine," Nat replied. The redhead gave him her hand but instead of shaking it the usual way, he kissed her knuckles.

"Oh my... a real gentleman. It's a rarity today. He is definitely a keeper," Natasha commented with a wink. Bucky started to chuckle.

"Miss Wolf, Master Stark askes when lunch is ready," F.R.I.D.A.Y. informed.

"What was that?!" Steve panicked. Wide-eyed, his blue orbs darted around the room. Noticing his panic, Luisa put one hand on his shoulder and the other one on his cheek.

"Steve, focus on me. Steve." The Captain locked eyes with the young woman in front of him. His breathing started to calm down again.

"That voice was F.R.I.D.A.Y. She is an AI, an artificial intelligence, which is watching over the tower. She tells us when someone arrives, connects us when we have to talk to someone in the tower or controls things like the light, the oven or other machines. Don't worry. You'll get used to it soon," Luisa hushed him.

"Do you feel better now?" she asked as his eyes were focused.

"Yes, thank you Miss Wolf." he stated and regained his focus.

"Oh please, call me Luisa," the brunette offered.

"Steve," he responded while they smiled at each other.

"Let's make something for lunch. Then you'll meet the rest of the team."

25.06.2022