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Well I was wrong, because the car ride was even more awkward than I thought. Steve and I haven't said a word to each other since I got into the car that they 'borrowed', and because I was in the back seat so I couldn't read his face to see how he was feeling. I mean how would anyone feel if a guy that you only met turned around and just laid one on you, I would be freaked out so he must be. But I also couldn't stop thinking about how soft Steve's lips were, and how my stomach was filled with butterflies. But all that didn't matter when the guilt kicked in, and how I had put Steve into an uncomfortable situation.
I mean, Steve was frozen in 1945 and a lot of things have changed since then and he's probably finding it a lot to readjust to. Especially the whole LGBTQIA+ community wasn't accepted back then, and not that I think that he would be against it but I'm sure kissing another guy wasn't on his list of things to do after being unfrozen. So I spent the majority of the car ride picking at the skin around my nails and keeping to myself. But curiosity got the best of me so I looked up, and I could see Steve's face in the front view mirror.
His face was blank and his eyes were focused on the road ahead, so I couldn't tell how he was feeling at all and that worried me. "Hey, can we stop at that gas station?" Natasha says pointing to the gas station that was coming up, so Steve pulled over into it. "You wanna come with me" Natasha asked me while getting out of the car, "I might just run to the bathroom really quick" I say while getting out with her.
I didn't really need to go to the bathroom, but I also didn't really want to stay alone in the car with Steve. I got into the bathroom and went straight over to the sink to splash my face with water. "This is embarrassing" I heard a voice and looked up to see a younger version in the mirror, "this isn't happening, I'm losing my mind" I say splashing more water on my face. But the other me was still there, "the only thing your losing is your fucking dignity" the other me tells me in a venomous tone.
"How the fuck did we became such a bitch, caring about other people's feelings" he shouts hitting his hand on the counter. "You're fucking embarrassing, and i hate that I became you" he says as I just stand there in shock trying to take in what is happening. Before I could even say anything, there was a knock on the bathroom door and Steve's head pops in. "hey, we're leaving soon" is all he says before leaving. I look back to the mirror to see that it's back to my own reflection.
"FUCK" I shout out of anger before taking a deep breath and pulling myself together before heading back to the car. The old version of me was right though, I had become such a weak bitch. I was the top of my class and now here I was relying on a super human to protect me. I guess all the years of being around Sasha had rehumanized me. I needed to get back to where I was, not letting my feelings affect my capability anymore. I'm done letting these feelings that I know will never lead anywhere control me, but I guess that's easier said than done.
I was brought out of thought when Natasha decided to break the awkward silence, "So... where did Captain America learn to steal a car?" she says, turning to Steve. Steve readjusts himself before answering like it was uncomfortable for him to answer. "Nazi Germany" he answers, not taking his eyes off the road, "and also we're borrowing it so take your feet off the dash" he adds while giving her a serious look after. And shockingly she does as she is told, not without turning to me and rolling her eyes at me, and I just give her a small smile back.
"All right, I have another question for you" Natasha says to Steve, before turning around giving me a weird look and raising her eyebrows at me. She then turns her attention back to Steve, "Which you don't have to answer, but If you don't answer it though it's like you're answering it" She tells him going on a weird tangent. She then gives me another weird look but this time with a creepy smile, and I knew she was up to something and it had to do with me and all i knew was this couldn't be good. So I went back to picking the skin around my nails as I waited for her to say it.
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𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔 (Captain America x Male Reader)
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