Avengers Preferences

They ask you out.

Authors note: so here's our second prefernece, by us I mean, lonely_ silhouettes and I. If you like fairy tail she has her own story on her profile. Go say hi, she won't bite. (She's really nice) Anyway, let us know what you guys think, and also let us know if you have any suggestions, I know it's been awhile. Enjoy!
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Steve:
It's been awhile since you two met. Every so often you'd both nod in acknowledgement when the other walked by. Never really communicating verbally, that was until one day while you were sparing with your S.O.

You heard the door open and close. you took a swig of you water bottle, as your S.O. watched him as he walked in. She looked at you then, back at him.

"What's going on inside that messed up head of yours, Romanoff?" You asked, putting your bottle down. She didn't respond, she just smiled like she had a secret. You then realized what she was doing, and you began to protest. "No, no, no, nonononono."

"Hey, Rogers!" She called, waving him over. he swaggered over, punching bag over his shoulder. He hooked the bag onto the hooks and held it steady before walking over to both of you.

"What's going on, Nat?" He asked, his bright blue eyes, shinning. He looked over at you, and smiled.

"Have you met, (Y/n)?" Nat smiled, putting a hand on the back of your shoulder, pushing you foward.

"Uh, actually yes." He blushed, scratching the back of his neck. Nat smiled again, she then pushed you closer.

"Great! You kids have fun." She smiled as she left. You both just stared at each other until you laughed.

"I feel like I just played 'have you met ted?'" You laugh.

"I.. I'm not familiar with that game." He said softly. You turned red, slightly.

"Oh, it's not a game. It's from a show..." You both stood there, awkwardly, realizing he's probably never even seen How I met your Mother.

"Remind me to have you show it to me sometime." He smirked.

"Is Steve Rogers asking me on a date?" You run a hand through your hair flawlessly.

"Maybe I am." He chuckled. "Pick you up in an hour?"

"Where are we going?" You ask, twirling you hair now.

"It's a surprise." He put his finger to his lips, and smiled.

"Alright Capt., see you in an hour." You grabbed your water bottle, and walked out.

Bruce:

You were out getting Tony and Bruce coffee from the Starbucks down the block. You've never been there, so its a new experieance for you. Bruce had given you money to pay for it, little did you know a little something extra was included for you.

"Welcome to Starbucks, what would you like?" The perky girl at the counter asked, a large smile on her face.

"Yeah, hi." You mumbled pulling out the little piece of paper Tony had wrote what the wanted on. "One cafe latte, hot but not too hot, and an english muffin slightly toasted with butter." You squinted at the paper again trying to read the chicken scratch that was Tony Starks hand writing. "And a espresso machiato with a blueberry muffin." You look up at the woman, hoping she got all that.

"Coming right up!" She cheered. "What's your name?"

"Exuse me?" You ask. She laughs at you slightly.