Scene: Steve bumps into you at S.H.I.E.L.D.
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You had been working at S.H.I.E.L.D. for two years, and it still amazed you. You worked as a field agent, but had the excitement of a four year old. Everyone was so important and awesome and they all kicked butt. You remember beginning as a shy and naive little initiate. You stopped reminiscing about your first day when Ms. Romanoff, sorry. She had asked you to call her Natasha, or even Nat.
Anyway, Natasha came by your desk on the helicarrier. "Hey, (Y/N)! Fury needs you in his office with the files, now. I'd be snappy if I were you, he hasn't had his coffee yet." She joked. You nodded quickly as you stacked up your papers. She was already walking ahead of you, and you had to walk faster to keep up.
Soon, one of the papers dropped and you had to pick it up. As you stood up again, the helicarrier leaned to your left and someone toppled into you, spilling a hot, sticky liquid on your new uniform. And the paper wasn't even wet.
"I am so sorry, ma'am. It was all my fault." You looked up to meet bright, baby blue eyes. Your brain froze as you assessed the situation.
Okay, really cute guy just spilt coffee all over me. Do I:
A. Scream at him
B. Apologize for no reason
C. Stutter like an idiot
Or
D. Try to be smooth and flirt
Well, we all know it's physically impossible for me to even attempt D. I'll probably lose my voice before I can try A or B. So, ding ding ding! C is the correct answer!
"I-I... Sorry." You fumbled with your words.
Great, you actually fit both B and C in one!
He grinned, and you swooned, you also thought about why he looked so familiar. "No, it's all my fault. Here, let me help you." He took a napkin out of his pocket and dabbed it on your jacket. He and you made eye contact and you felt your heart swell.
"Uh, what's your name?" He asked, and you could see a tinge of color erupt in his cheeks.
Oh my, is he blushing? And why is he so familiar? I must have seen him in the cafeteria or something...
"M-my name is... (Y/N)." You mentally patted yourself on the back for remembering your own name. You soon realized he had dabbed all of the (what you realized was) coffee that he could, and that he now was just staring down at you.
Talk about awkward...
"(Y/N), are you comi- oh." Natasha walked up behind you. She snapped you out of your humiliating haze. "I am so sorry, I have to go." You apologized as you picked up your papers and walked back down to Fury's office with Nat. You looked back to see the handsome stranger smiling back at you. You still couldn't figure out how you knew him.
"So, you're flirting with old Cap now, huh?" She asked, smiling knowingly at you. "What?" You asked. She elbowed you jokingly in the ribs. "That guy you were just gushing over? Steve Rogers? Captain America? Does it ring any bells?"
And right then you had the biggest mental forehead slap of all time.
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