Scene: He takes you on a date to a theme park.
Steve had been a bit weird around you at S.H.I.E.L.D. recently. He wouldn't make eye contact, and every time he would talk to you, it would be short, simple things. "Hello." "Fury needs you." "Have a good day." It was driving you insane.
Then, there was Natasha. She would give you weird looks in the hallway, elbow you in the ribs, poke you on the shoulder and then tilt her head to the direction of Steve. When you gave her a confused look, she'd sigh and start a heated, whispered argument with Steve.
That was until the next Thursday, when Steve stopped you in the hallway. "Uh, (Y/N)? I was... umm... I was kinda wondering..." He scratched the back of his neck: the universal boy code for uncertainty, awkwardness, and embarrassment. You knew something good was about to go down.
"Yes, Steve?" You batted your eyelashes, making him blush. You loved to make Steve's cheeks turn pink, it was adorable. He sighed before he smiled nervously. "Would you like to go on a date?" He asked quickly. "With me?" He added. You grinned at him, making his cheeks turn an even deeper shade of pink. "Sure." You replied, and it almost came out as a laugh.
You've had a crush on the super soldier from the first moment you saw his bold frame walk through the door. With his rippling muscles, to his deep blue eyes and gorgeous blonde hair- you stopped yourself.
I don't only care about looks! I also love his chivalrous demeanor, kindness, sense of authority, his abs, his dimples... I need help.
He smiled widely back at you. "Great. How about tomorrow afternoon? I'll pick you up at five." He offered. You nodded. "Umm, where are we going, exactly?" You asked, hoping it was at least slightly romantic. He chuckled. "You'll see. I'll see you then." He gave you a hug and even risked a peck on the cheek. As he walked away, you could see him blushing a lot.
You laughed to yourself as you heard a small squeal. You turned to see Natasha running towards you as she enveloped you in a hug. You hadn't seen this girly side of her until now. It shocked you. She pulled out of the hug to her arms' length and grinned at you. "He finally asked you out, didn't he?" She asked.
You nodded eagerly. "Yes! I've been trying to set him up with somebody for months now, and he got so annoyed. He finally stopped me when he told me he had a crush on somebody already. Then I had to work to squeeze a name out of him. When he said it was you, I almost fainted. Since then, I've been pushing him to ask you out. You can thank me by naming one of your kids after me." She winked at you.
You laughed and shook your head. "Wait, he really had a crush on me?" You asked, surprised. Natasha nodded, smiling. A near ninety-five-year-old had a crush on you? Like, a junior high, kiddy school crush? You laughed. She laughed with you. "Now, you have to tell me where you're going so I can get you ready."
You sighed. "He wouldn't tell me." She just scoffed. "That means he's probably going to take you somewhere he thinks is iffy. Like dinner and a movie, maybe bowling, or a theme park. He doesn't want you to be disappointed, so he won't tell you until you get there. We'll just have to dress you up for all three."
You and Nat, (yes, you are now at that point in your friendship) talked the rest of the day about your date with Steve. She even gave you some pointers on conversation starters, flirts, and how to get out of awkward situations.
By the end of the day, you felt like a date expert. The next day, Steve would give you huge grins as you passed, and Nat would give you a nod. Time seemed to ooze by like cold syrup until the work day finally ended. You drove Nat over to your place to help you get ready.
"You are going to look absolutely gorgeous!" She gushed as she straightened your (H/C) hair. She dressed you up in one of your 5 S.O.S. gray T-shirts, some black skinny jeans with busted knees,(I think that's the term?) some brown combat boots, and French braided your hair. "Why straighten my hair, and then braid it?" You asked her as she tugged on another piece. "It helps it look smoother." She simply replied.
