Marvel Imagines

Steve~Fine Line

"(Y/N)!" Steve Rogers shouted, trying to get your attention. You snapped out of your thoughts and rolled your eyes at him. His face was full of annoyance.

"Were you even listening to the plan? What are you going to do in there when everyone is shooting at you?" He questioned. You scoffed and rolled your eyes.

"Well Cap, I'd hate to go with the obvious answer here, but I think I would shoot them back."

He leaned down so he was face to face with you and looked you in the eyes. "And what would happen to your teammate?"

"Nothing, because this teammate you speak of does not exist. I don't work well with others."

"Finally something we can agree on," Steve replied, straightening back up. He turned his back to you and started giving the other agents orders. They all nodded and followed what he said like sad little puppies. It made you sick.

Steve picked up his shield and said to you without looking, "(Y/n), you're with me."

Laughing, you stand up. "Like hell I am."

He whirled around and marched towards you. You couldn't hide your smirk, knowing how much you got under his skin.

"You are a reckless, irresponsible, rash, careless, mindless smartass. I wouldn't trust you to watch a fly's back, much less one of your teammates' backs," he told you.

"And you're a goody-two-shoes who doesn't know how to deal with the real world. This ain't the 40's anymore, Roger. Time to grow up and face the facts," you replied, steely.

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Steve hadn't said a word while you both crept into the hydra base. There had been a few hydra agents that saw you, but they were quickly taken care of them. After shooting another one, you turned to Steve.

"When have I ever been irresponsible?" You asked him. He raised an eyebrow at you.

"Really? What about when you set fire to Fury's paperwork?"

"I didn't do that. That was Barton's idea," you told him, shrugging.

"Flooding level 7?"

"I didn't do that. That was Stark's fault."

"'Accidentally' pickpocketing the president?" Steve whispered.

"I didn't do that, either! Oh wait....that? Yeah I did do that," you said, smirking. He glared at you, then tensed up.

You opened your mouth to say something, but Steve covered your mouth with his hand and shoved you into a supply closet. He quickly shut the door and listened, his hand still on your mouth. Naturally, you licked his hand to make him move it. It worked.

"Don't you dare put your hand over my mouth," you hissed at him.

"Be quiet!"' Steve whispered. That only angered you more.

"No, I will not be quiet. In fact, I think that I'm going to be loud. HEY HYDRA-"

You were cut off by Steve's lips slamming on yours. The kiss was rough at first, then became gentler. You wrapped you arms around his neck. After awhile, Steve stepped back.

"They're gone now. Let's go."

"Jackass," you mumbled after him.