You decide you want to go bed early and make your way up the elevator.
The doors open and a pretty blonde is seemingly waiting to go in.
He looks up and is about to smile, but stops himself quickly.
"Hey"
"Hey" you reply.
You're about to walk past him but turn around to stop him before he goes back down.
"Steve, um, is there any particular reason you've been avoiding me today?"
"Av- avoiding you?" He says, not returning the eye contact.
"Look whatever my brother-"
"It's not Clint. It's nothing really, I just needed to discuss with him a couple of issues I've been trying to sort out"
"I thought he wanted to speak with you?" He realises his mistake, you continue "and since when have you been one to keep secrets. I thought after Arthur it was only our thing, including Stark that is"
"It is" he quickly interjects. "It is, but this is different"
The colour of the levels changes, someone bellow summoned the elevator.
"I got to go. Goodnight Y/N"
He finally makes eye contact with you, you cling on to it until the doors close on you.
You didn't know why, or when this happened but you had a tingling feeling in your stomach. Was it butterflies or were you unwell? You didn't know but you didn't care. You want to go in with him, you want to be with him, you want him.
You want Steve.
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Avengers: The Hunted (Avengers × Reader)
FanficPast of loss and tension, Present loyalty in question, Future blinded by deception. Y/N finds herself lost in a heavy dawn over her oasis, but wistful romances and fate draws her grounded for an afterglow of belonging *[With Plot Twists]* ~ "Whene...
