DR. ROGERS: A Steve Rogers Story

TWENTY-THREE

"Steve-"

"Shhh." He said and smiled. He led me into the supply closet. I gave him a little smile.

"You are supposed to be saving lives and kicking ass."

"We're on break." He said. I rolled my eyes as he kissed me.

"Hey dumbfucks! Knock it off!" I heard Natasha say. I smiled as Steve pulled away. She opened the door. Steve gave her a middle finger.

"Steve!" I sneered.

So we had been busy. And my boyfriend was obviously in need of something.

"Bucky and I had sex in here already. So if you don't want our coodies."

"I'm out." I said. I walked out.

"Noa." Steve grumbled. I smiled as I walked with Nat. I fixed my hair a bit.

"You're a dirty fucking dog." Natasha whispered.

"Yeah?" I asked as I got into my office. "I don't think I am. I think I'm a mom that needs to live life a bit."

"So I have a thing for that..."

"Hmm?"

"Club tonight? A double date."

"Ooh I don't-"

"Clubbing? Yes." Steve said as he came in, sipping on a water. He kissed my cheek before going to sit down in my chair.

"I- I don't even own any clothes for that sorta..."

"Yeah you do." Steve said. "I know you have lingerie, just put a pair of jeans over it."

I gawked. "Steve!"

"What?" He said. Natasha smirked. Bucky came in, eating some pretzels.

"What are we talking about?"

"We're all going clubbing tonight. I mean we all don't work until four pm tomorrow so why not?"

I sighed. "Fine."

Steve smirked. "You're gonna have fun."

"I am gonna be the stupidest, most uneducated person there."

"Says the one with a doctorate."

"Socially uneducated."

"You'll have fun. Trust me." Nat said.

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I looked at my tight green dress and heels in the mirror. The satin fabric really showed off every single piece of my body.

I heard my door open. Steve walked in. He had a black button up as well as black dress pants and shoes on.

"Where the hell did you learn to dress like that?" I asked.

"Could ask the same about you." He whispered. I rolled my eyes.

My hair was straightened and down my back. I felt slutty, but kinda a good slutty. A freeing sorta feeling.

I sat down to put my heels on. Steve just stared at me.

"Don't do that." I said.

"You do know that I will not be able to keep my eyes off of you tonight, right?"

"I look stupid."

"You look incredible."

I cracked a little smile. "Thank you." I said. I put my jacket on, covering my dress. Steve moved to hold my hand as we walked out.