His Enchantress (Steve x Reader)

Chapter 11

"Okay, I need to know. What's going on between you and good old Cap?" Jillian asked when you sat down at breakfast the next morning. You couldn't help the flush on your cheeks, and you pushed Tibbs his food into the center of the table.
"We are friends," you replied carefully. "He comes to visit when I'm reading with Bucky and Sam at night. I was hanging out with him last night" you said, keeping your voice soft. You didn't want the rumor mill starting, but if JIllian was bringing it up, it must have already started.
"Friends don't look at you like that. Ay chihuahua. He looks at you like you're his last meal" she fanned herself.
"That's my official statement" you said firmly and she gave you a level look. "He's gorgeous, any woman can see that. But I'm too damaged" you shook your head.
"You're not damaged" she rolled her eyes. "You are a goddess!" she said firmly. "And you are living your best life! Go get your man" she did a small dance and you flushed.
"No, he only sees me as a friend. That's all" you rolled your eyes.
"Oh yeah? What did you do last night?" she asked, popping a grape in her mouth.
"Listened to the record player" you didn't want to go into too much detail in public. "It was a nice time. He invited me up again next Saturday" you added with a shy smile.
"What did you wear?" she asked quickly.
"Just what you saw me in at supper" you shrugged.
"Okay, next Saturday I'm dressing you. I'm coming for your closet, and I better find some dresses" she pointed her fork at you.
"I have plenty of dresses" you flushed.
"Good. I'm thinking pink" she went back to focusing on her food.
"I was thinking black" you countered.
"Let me take care of it" it was her turn to roll her eyes at you. You couldn't help but giggle and focus on your food again.
"Who's your crush?" you finally asked.
"Promise not to laugh?" she asked, and you nodded eagerly.
"Sam," she admitted. "He gets his hair done every week on Friday like clockwork, even though there's not really any growth. He just talks to me the whole time and insists that I spend a half hour with him alone. He gets kinda growly if my appointments overlap with his, so I've learned to finish up quickly for when he's coming for his" she said with a shy smile. "He makes me laugh, and feel beautiful" she sighed. "I love his chocolate brown eyes, I could just get lost in them" she hummed. She popped a grape in her mouth, and then handed one to Tibbs as well.
"Your secret is safe with me," you vowed. "I feel the same way about Steve," you whispered.
"Talking about Steve" she made eyes to the opening of the cafeteria and in walked Steve and Bucky. They were headed your way and you swallowed what you were chewing on.
"Hey dove," Steve said, sitting down beside you.
"Aren't you supposed to be eating?" you asked, looking at your half empty plate.
"We just finished" Bucky sat down on the other side of Jillian and he grinned. "How are you doing Jillian?" he asked, reaching out and petting Tibbs while he continued to eat. He chuckled watching him, seeming pleased.
"I'm good. When are you booking your next hair appointment? You need a touchup. And don't get me started on Steve" she wrinkled her nose.
"I think they both look good. Steve's cut and beard really suit him" you said without thinking and then blushed and put your hand over your mouth, as if doing that would stop the words having come out. Steve grinned and gave you a wink, while Bucky rolled his eyes and chuckled.
"I thought he looked good clean cut" Jillian gave a small pout.
"No, the beard and hair stay," Steve shook his head. "Even Y/N approves," he added.
"I don't know, Jillian has a point. You look like a middle aged man" Bucky teased him.
"I'm an old man," Steve corrected.
"You are not, hush your mouth. Age is just a number" you said quickly, shaking your head.
"Eat your breakfast, dove," Steve grinned, looking like he wanted to kiss you. You wished he would already. You went back to your breakfast, eating as quickly as you could.
"Jillian, I hear you like those romance novels like Y/N does" Bucky said. "What one's your favorite?" he asked and you saw her flush and shrug, not willing to divulge that information. "I know someone who's interested in reading similar books and wants to know what you're into" he added with a shrug as though it was no big deal.
"They'll have to ask me themselves" Jillian said defiantly and you giggled. You knew who she was hoping it would be. You were hoping for the same thing.
"I'll let him know" he nodded, taking that information in.
As soon as Tibbs was done eating, he moved from his space in the center of the table and went to Bucky who happily picked him up and started to cuddle with him.
"Not so fast Mr Barnes, you need his leash and you need his treats" you told him.
"I'll wait until you are done eating" Bucky motioned for you to continue.
"Where's Sam?" you asked, for Jillian of course.
"He's calling his sister. He promised her yesterday he would do a video call this morning" Steve answered for you and you saw Jillian give a small smile at the news. You quickly finished eating and sipped at your coffee, trying to relax. Steve grabbed all the plates and cups on the table when you were done and put them away, for Jillian and Tibbs too, before he came back to the table.
"I'll see you at supper, I might miss lunch" you warned Jillian.
"Bet" Jillian nodded.
"Bucky, Tibbs has a special plate made for him at every meal..." you started to explain to him it was important for him not to miss his meals.
"I'll come over and grab it for him," he promised. "Let's go get his stuff for the day" he stood up. You got up and led the way to your apartment as Jillian went her separate ways. Steve and Bucky were hot on your heels. You opened your apartment door and gestured for them to come in. Steve came in and stood in the middle of your living room before he went and started looking at the pictures on the walls and the books on the bookshelves. You grabbed several toys and started filling them with Tibbs' favorite treats, and put them all into a recyclable bag for Bucky to easily carry.
"Do I take him outside for walks?" Bucky asked. "To use the bathroom I mean" he said.
"No, he uses the litter box" you shook your head. "Just make sure he has lots of water, and his toys and he will be a good boy." You grabbed the leash and clipped it on him just in case and handed Bucky the bag.
"I'm headed upstairs, I'll see you kids later" Bucky quickly left your apartment and you looked at Steve standing in the center of your living room and couldn't help but think he looked like he belonged there.
"I'll just grab my purse" you said, heading to your bedroom. You looked at yourself in the mirror with your high waisted skinny jeans, and deep V-neck red t-shirt you had selected for the day that matched your red converse sneakers. You double checked that your boobs looked good with the push up bra you were wearing, and put on a black cardigan but left it open in the front. You grabbed your simple black purse and your cell phone before coming back out. Steve turned to face you and a slow smile went across his face as he looked at you, seeming to be drinking you in. He was wearing just a pair of dark blue jeans and a tight black t-shirt and combat boots, but it suited him.
"Ready?" he asked, his voice smooth like butter.
"Yeah, let's beat the crowd" you quickly agreed, and started to lead him out. He was hot on your heels and you felt a small tug on your pony tail before your hair spilled down your back. You turned around to look at Steve curiously and he smirked, showing you your scrunchy. You giggled, trying to take it from him, and he grabbed your fingers and held them for a moment, gazing into your eyes. You were at a loss for words, and he stepped in your personal bubble again. He took away the scrunchie and put it in his back pocket playfully and winked at you again. He reached down and took your hand and put it in the crook of his arm and you slowed your pace to walk beside him, wondering just how in the world you were going to survive this man.

Steve wouldn't let you touch your own car door, he opened it for you to get in, and when you got to the mall he jumped out and ran around to open it for you to get out again. He offered his arm again while the two of you walked into the mall, and he only left your side to open the doors for you. You led him to Bath and Bodyworks first so you could fill up on your bathroom supplies. You needed new soaps and bubble bath. You even grabbed a few candles to spoil yourself. He sniffed at each candle as you handed it to him and he seemed to prefer the same scents that you did, which was a bonus. You slipped in an extra of the one he seemed to like the most, getting two of that candle, and you paid for your haul. Steve walked you around the mall at a leisurely pace, stopping once in a while to look at something, but didn't really commit to anything. When you got to the bookstore you squealed as he led you in of his own accord. You made your way to the romance section and he followed. You picked out a few reads that you would have to otherwise pay for on Amazon anyways and Steve took them to hold. Once you had a small stack, he led you to the art section and history section where he picked up a few books of his own. You went to the front and you went to grab your stack but Steve put them all together and he paid for both your books and his own.
"Steve" you said as soon as you walked out with him. "You have to let me pay you back," you said. "That was expensive and I wasn't expecting that" you added.
"I know you weren't expecting it. I know how you can repay me" he said, stopping in the middle of the mall. He turned to face you and you tipped your face up to look at him.
"How?" you finally asked.
"You can let me take you to lunch" he said, coming into your personal bubble again. You were starting to wonder where your personal space ended and he began.
"Lunch?" you echoed.
"Lunch" he nodded in the affirmative.
"Well, I guess it is almost lunch time. But I get to pay" you said stubbornly.
"No, my mother raised a gentleman. I'm paying, I just want your company" he shook his head, reaching up and touching you under the chin, forcing you to look in his eyes. He licked his lips and started to close the distance between the two of you.
"Oh My God! It's Captain America!" two teen girls squealed and you jumped away guiltily. Steve schooled his expression, but you saw the disappointment on his face. "Can we have your autograph?" they ran over. A small group started to surround him and you took another few steps away, and leaned against the wall. He took a moment to sign autographs and allowed a few pictures to be taken. You watched him, thinking he was really out of your league and you shouldn't be getting so close to him. He was making it nearly impossible to stay away however. You wanted him more than anyone you had ever been with in your life. For a moment there, you had thought he was going to kiss you again, but only on the lips this time. The more you thought about it, he was probably going for the brotherly kiss on your forehead. Right?

You sighed and e-transferred the money for the books to Steve's phone number and saw that it was automatically deposited. You nodded to yourself satisfied. You then slipped the candle you bought him in with his bag of books, and continued to wait.
"Sorry" Steve came over a while later.
"I sent you the money for the books" you told him quickly. "Thank you," you gave a tight smile. "I hope I didn't ruin your street cred with all the girls" you said, feeling a little jealous you couldn't be like that around him too. He looked confused for a moment, and you forced a smile. "Let's grab something to eat at the food court before we go back" you offered and he pouted but nodded.
"I wanted to buy you something nice" Steve finally said as he walked beside you. He had offered his arm again, but you didn't accept it. You didn't want to get your hopes up again.
"You spent the morning with me, that was nice enough" you assured him. You led him to the food court and he continued pouting.