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Steve Rogers (Captain America) #1

Maybe More Than That

Steve Rogers (Captain America) #1

     "You should come, Y/N!" My best friend was, once again, dragging me along to another one of her boyfriends parties. We always go to all of Starks parties but I'm working on getting out of this one.

     "Everyone's always intoxicated and it's no fun when everyone is and then I just have to leave. I don't want to get stuck under the arm on an unknown stranger...literally!" I say.

       "They'll have food!" She says, knowing I can't say no to food. "Ugh! Fine, but if they don't have anything I like I'm leaving." I say. "YESSSSSSSSSSS !" She screams and she runs into her closet to find a dress for me to wear. This will be a long night.

     "You've got to be kidding me?!" I say as I come out of the closet completely dolled out. It was a very low cut dress with a small tiara. "Not Happening!" I yell. She quickly pushes me back into the closet.

     After a few more dresses I finally grab a dress that actually always looks good on me. An old fashion retro dress. I'm actually hoping to catch the eye of a certain Blondie.

     Once we get to the tower I am super surprised at how big it is. But then I think we are only gonna here for a little so I step inside the elevator and I goes up up and up. For some reason nervousness builds up in my stomach.

     "I'm gonna go find Tony." Y/B/F/N says. "Ok, bye. Thanks for leaving me." I mutter as she skips off. I roll my eyes and walk over to the bar. "I'll have a Coke please." I say and the bartender starts my drink.

     Out of the corner of my eye, I see Steve sitting alone in a far away seat sipping on a glass of lemonade. I make my way over to him and as I do his eye flicker up and down me, then stop at my face.

      I smile and sit down next to him. "Got dragged here too huh?" I ask. "Yeah, kinda fun but I'm sorta out of it today." He says, casually.

     "You want to dance? I'm pretty bored. I heard you've got moves." I say. He grins and takes my hand.

    After a while of dancing and talking, we finally sit down and catch our breaths. "Ya know. You're not to bad a dancer Cap." I breathe.

     "You're pretty good yourself, Y/N." He says, grinning. "Thanks, I try." I say, laughing. He's not so bad a charmer either.

    "I'll gladly call you my friend, Y/N." He says, after the party is called over. "I appreciate it, but I may have though we were a little more than that." I say, winking.

     I grab my jacket and walk out the door. Yep, totally more than that.