The Avengers Book of Imagines

Steve | Coffee Dates

You pouted as the rain splattered onto your hair, flattening it to your head and making you look like a drowned rat. The weather had been great when you stepped out of your door, but barely minutes into your walk it had started bucketing down.

Your work clothes were soaked but you didn't have enough time to go back and get changed, so a soggy outfit would have to do.

Finally, a nearby cafe came into view, and you breathed a sigh of relief as it seemed relatively empty, only a few customers seated at the tables. You plundered through the door and stood dripping by the front for a few seconds before shaking yourself like a dog, and slicking your hair back to try and make yourself at least a little bit respectable.

You tramped up to the front counter, eyes scanning the menu for a moment.

"Forgot your coat?" The waitress asked kindly, and you nodded tiredly.

"I'll have a large flat white and a blueberry muffin please." The lady typed in your order while nodding.

"That will be $9.50 please." You stuck your hand in your bag to pull out your wallet, but instead you found only some empty food packets and your phone. Frowning, you took your bag off your shoulder and placed it on the bench, rummaging through it frantically.

"Ma'am?" You nodded, mumbling something about a minute. Little beads of sweat began to make their way down your face and you felt yourself go all hot and red in embarrassment.

"Ma'am if you don't have the money I'm sorry but I can't give you the food." You sighed on defeat and were about to leave when a handsome young man stood and made his way over to the counter, slapping a ten dollar bill on the counter.

"I'll pay for the food ma'am." You began spluttering words of denial, you weren't about to let some stranger pay for your food, but the man ignored you and gave the lady the money. You frowned as she handed him the change.

"You didn't have to do that." You said, a tinge of annoyance in your tone.

"I wasn't about to let you go without your coffee." The young man explained, sitting down at his table. You hesitantly sat beside him, setting your bag down next to your feet.

"What's your name?" Asked the young man, studying your face intently.

"Y/N, and yours?"

"Steve." There was a moment of silence as the name and face processed in your head, and your eyes widened and jaw dropped as you realized who it was.

"Steve Rodgers, as in Captain America?" The young man blushed and nodded slightly.

"I guess, but just call me Steve." You nodded, a new sense of excitement flowing through you.

"Wow, I can't believe Captain America just bought me coffee." You chuckled giddily, looking Steve over, very impressed.

"You're even more built up than the pictures." Your eyes widened as you realized what you had said and you blushed a bright red in embarrassment.

"Sorry, I mean, you do look good." Steve chuckled whole-heartedly.

"You make me laugh Y/N, not many people can do that. Is it okay if I maybe got your number, in case I wanted to see you again." You smiled and nodded.

"Of course, you seem like a nice guy." The pair of you swapped numbers and talked for a good half hour before you noticed the time.

"Goodness, I'm going to be late for work. It was lovely meeting you Steve, I hope we see each other again." You grabbed your stuff and ran out the door before Steve could utter a word of farewell.

He shook his head at your retreating figure. He could really get to like you.

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~mxrveltrash