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A Day At The Beach With The Avengers... And Steve's Infamous Swimsuit

After a long time of saving the world and rescuing citizens, it was finally a day of rest. During one summer day, the Avengers decided to spend a fun day at the beach, just for themselves. On a tropical island, the team was prepared for a relaxing and enjoyable day.

After months of planning, Tony was happy the day had finally arrived. He had planned everything: the catering, the activities, the location, and, of course, the swimsuits, specially tailored for each person. Though he didn't realize there was one swimsuit that had been made a bit too special...

Arriving in his swimming trunks, Y/N saw that the entire team was already at the beach, whether standing, sitting, or lying down. Everyone was in their beach attire. Tony was chatting with Rhodey, Bruce, Vision, and Thor. Natasha and Clint were checking out a cocktail bar. The Maximoff twins were teaming up at a ping-pong table with Sam and Bucky.

That left just his boyfriend, Steve. Without knowing the calamity awaiting him, Y/N walked over to Tony to thank him.

"Tony, how did you manage to design my swimsuit so perfectly?"

"What can I say?" Tony replied with a smug smirk. "I'm just that smart."

"Or perverted." Bruce casually commented.

Tony chuckled. "If I were such a pervert, I would've invited more women. No offense to Nat and Wanda, though." He then looked back at Y/N, noticing someone was missing. "Where's Capsicle?"

"Guess he's still changing."

"Wait, I think I see—" Thor suddenly froze, staring at something in the distance. "That certainly is... a swimsuit of choice."

Soon, one by one, the group turned to look at the last man joining them.

It was Steve Rogers, wearing a swimsuit. However, it looked nothing like everyone else's. He seemed completely oblivious to how bold it was. The swimsuit was skin-tight, decorated with an American flag theme, and had straps that rested over his shoulders. All of those factors combined resulted in one very noticeable, jiggling bulge.

Y/N instantly blushed. "Tony, what the fuck...?"

"I didn't make that!" Tony whispered back.

Soon, the rest of the team began to notice.

At the cocktail bar, Clint nearly choked at the sight, causing Natasha to pat him on the back.

At the ping-pong table, Bucky and Sam froze on the spot, allowing the ball to smack Bucky right in the face.

"What?" Pietro asked, confused, only to look over with his sister and immediately stare in horror.

Once Steve joined the rest of the team, he looked around in confusion at everyone's reactions. "Is there a problem?"

The group glanced at one another, wondering who was going to address the elephant in the room. Just as Tony came up with what he thought was the perfect insult, Y/N spoke first.

"It's just that your swimsuit looks... different from the rest of ours."

"I get it. The straps are an odd choice."

Steve walked over to his boyfriend and gave him a peck on the cheek. However, Y/N could only feel something else pressing against him.

Natasha leaned over and whispered to Clint, "Is he really that oblivious?"

Y/N forced a smile and looked at the group. "Alright, people! It's time to celebrate our day off! It's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so let's make the most of it!"