Lavender Haze (Actor!Steve Rogers AU)

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"Mmmmm you look delicious" Sharon said, giving Steve a long kiss. The pair of them were getting ready at a hotel the cast had been booked to stay in, and his girlfriend was wearing an LBD that left little to the imagination around the chest area.

"It's a nice dress, certainly would look better off" . He said in his usual style, but it lacked somewhat. Thankfully Sharon appeared to be too caught up in adjusting his tie than listening to the half assed comment he made.

Arizona would've told you to go fuck yourself if that were her.

He had to stop constantly comparing the two of them like he found himself doing more and more of lately. It was hard not to though.

She seemed to have moved on, and with Eros. Steve notes how happy she looked in all the pictures he'd seen of them out together - a far cry in comparison to his. Even Sharon had commented how miserable they looked, even if they weren't as such.

"We heading there together?" She now asked

"For the first part, gotta arrive separate like always". He reminded her. "But you'll have my mom for company".

Sharon looked surprised. "Oh...I just thought that we'd be walking the carpet together".

He shook his head. "Not this time, maybe the next ok? Besides we can still have a couple of pictures once I'm done with the fans and everything".

Steve was sure that he could hear her mutter something but it was inaudible before she just smiled and accepted it. 

They soon made their way out a short while later, getting into the back of the SUV with Sarah and heading to the location where he'd get into another car that would see him arrive solo. In some ways he was thankful that he was, and in others? Not so much. He'd already had a couple of drinks to prepare himself for the endless amount of questions, most of which would be the same, by journalists and having himself blinded by photographers. 

The car waited for a while until security got the go ahead to start heading to the venue, and it wasn't long before he found himself stepping out to the camera flashes and screams from fans and the media, telling him to look one way, then another, and then another. He posed for some pictures before going to speak with a few interviewers and to sign things for fans. It was loud, a commotion, and he hadn't even realised who arrived until he heard one journalist say: "Oh my god! She's stunning!" 

Steve turned to look after signing a fans magazine and then, as though the world suddenly was running in slow motion, saw Arizona practically making the red carpet her runway. 

And he couldn't help but smile, the pair now looking at one another before she walked over to him and gave him a playful slap. 

"Wow, I didn't think you could look anymore crap than you usually do?" She smirked. 

His eyes trailed down to what she was wearing, then remembering what he was doing and chucking with a small shake of the head. "Can you even find your vagina under all that material?" 

"Nope, having to put off peeing or just drinking in general until I can finally bust out of here". 

Oh, she was going to have no trouble busting out from that thing at this rate, now being fully away that the media and everyone else were watching them. 

Hill now begrudgingly came up to Steve. "Paps want a picture, just give it to them then move on, we're gonna run out of time otherwise". 

Arizona watched the publicist slink back to where Fury was watching them and then looked at Steve. "It's one picture". She shrugged and they stood together before she then turned to him. "See you inside". 

The was his cue to move on and return to where he'd been with some fans, making sure he'd spent some time with them and then having a picture taken with his mother and then Sharon, who seemed to be a little put out, but he wasn't sure as to why. Maybe because it hadn't been in front of too many photographers like she had expected. 

Steve wasn't about to dwell on it, she'd be fine once they were inside and had drinks to hand.

"How was your friend? Alabama?" She asked once they were at the bar, "I don't see her?" Now looking around. 

"Probably in there and seated already" He shrugged, giving her hand a squeeze. "You alright?" 

Sharon nodded. "Yeah, just nerve wracking watching you with all those reporters and photographers, was everything ok?" 

"The usual questions". He told her. "Let's go find our seats". 

He'd not seen Arizona for the rest of the premiere, then finding out from Bucky that he'd seen her leaving as soon as the film showing had finished. Sharon was in a good mood, mingling with everyone and talking to his mother right up until they were back in their hotel room.  

Thank god Sarah actually liked her, otherwise everything would be awkward. 

"So your mom and I were talking about a barbeque on the weekend you're back from doing promo?" Sharon said from the en-suite, now coming out and climbing into bed beside him "What do you think? A celebration of finally going onto new things". 

He smiled tiredly. "Whatever you two want, do it". 

"Don't sound too enthusiastic". She laughed lightly. "Anyway you got the part for that murder series, so we can celebrate that too", now leaning down and kissing him. 

"Well, I think you and my mom have got it under control, but just the three of us yeah? No one else?" 

Sharon shook her head. "Nope". 

"Cool". He gave her one last peck on the cheek before settling down. "Night sweetheart". 

He was asleep within ten minutes, the tiredness taking over like it usually did after these things. 

**

Sharon scrolled through her phone, occasionally glancing over at Steve as he slept and then back to her screen, her blood beginning to boil as she read the gossip columns and seeing the pictures of Steve and Arizona that had been taken, some not posed. 

His face had lit up when  he'd seen her, she'd noticed that much. 

He'd always insisted that he and Arizona were friends, but deep down there was a feeling in her  that had been present long before they'd officially got together. 

Reaching for his phone, she snuck into the bathroom and managed to unlock it, quietly looking at his messages. If Steve and Arizona were just friends then it would be shown through something like this. 

As she scrolled back, the blood inside of her boiled more, seeing the messages and some pictures that Arizona had sent him of her in her underwear. Screenshotting them and sending them to her phone, Sharon quickly deleted any trace of her being on there and slipped back out of the bathroom, putting Steve's phone back on the side table next to him. 

It was clear to her that there was a hell of a lot more than he'd stated - and these pictures and messages would be the key to finally ending this 'friendship' once and for all.