Lavender Haze (Actor!Steve Rogers AU)

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As Arizona sat in the chair by the set having her hair redone and make up topped up, her eyes glanced across to where Steve was leant against the wall, checking his phone. She'd spent the whole morning literally up against his body, and where before it would have been her dream come true, still the disappointment of what happened at Tony's party was present.

He was a good actor for sure, the way he looked at her almost had her convinced that she was the only woman in the world for him, but once the director had shouted 'cut!' he instantly let go and walked away.

His head turned to her and he looked over, Arizona now looking away and focusing on her freshly manicured nails. All while trying not to think about the whole 'James Dean' vibe they'd turned him into.

Steve simply snorted to himself and turned his attentions back to his phone. He'd pretty much played this role like rent was due, anything that would make this shoot be over quickly. The last thing he wanted to do was spend an entire day having Arizona pressed against him, having to put his hands over body as well as have hers on his.

"Ok, so there's a scene we want to do next". The director then came over and he put his phone into his pocket. "We just want to make sure you're cool with it".

"What is it?" He asked, hoping that it wasn't some kind of soft porn thing he'd signed up for. The song was a sexy one, or at least had the feel for sure - even with the lyrics. 'Don't Blame Me'. Steve knew it would be stuck in his head and would bug the shit out of him for weeks after this.

"You literally just have to walk up to her, grab her face and kiss her. You're gonna get the rain machine in there so once we're done with that then we'll break for lunch".

This day just kept getting worse and worse in his opinion. Still, he knew he'd have to do it, he'd filmed nude scenes before so if he refused to do this then it wouldn't look good on him.

"If she's fine with it then I'll do it". He shrugged it off, hoping that the idea would repulse her.

"She's good with it, she just wanted to make sure you were comfortable". The director smiled. "Anything like this and she always likes to check"

Steve nodded to himself. "Considerate of her".

Oh yes. How wonderful of her getting consent to sink her teeth into him - even if it was for work purposes. He wouldn't be another name to add to that list though - over his dead body.

They headed back onto set, getting into position while the director quickly explained what he wanted them both to do before they started rolling, music now playing. He understood the assignment, walking to her, swiftly turning her around to face him before grabbing her face and kissing her deeply while the rain from the machine now poured down onto them, soaking them through.

"CUT! WOAH! THAT WAS AMAZING!" Steve quickly pulled away and let Arizona go, hearing the director now praising their work. "That's a wrap on that shot, we'll break for lunch and reset, can we get some towels for Arizona and Steve?".

Thank fuck.

One of the assistants brought him a towel and he wrapped it around his neck, heading off to get changed and probably have hair and make up redone for the next part that afternoon.

"Steve?"

Her voice pierced through him like a knife as he walked away, but he stopped and turned, seeing Arizona now catching up to him. "I er...I wanted to say good work..." She now said a little awkwardly, some strands of hair sticking to her face where she'd been soaked.

"Yeah...you too..." Was all he said and then went to walk away.

"Would erm..."

He just wanted to get out of these wet clothes? Was that too much to ask. "Yeah?" His tone sounded impatient