Avenger Imagines

Holy Saint Sweet God Oh My Jesus Fuck - Steve Rogers x Reader

{ Absolutely cackling over the title. Worry not, it's not no nasty nasty so read on my pure beans. }

"No, why would I punch his face when I could injury his baby maker?" You held a towel in your hand and a folder in another.

"But now I have five different reports of you being mean and I'm suppose to kick you out." Tony explained, you sighed.

"Well, T," You punched in the digitals to the room and entered. "He had it coming, my ass is all look, no touch." Placing the fluffy towel on the surprisingly clean room, you crossed your arms.

"Well, I guess that's a fair point." Tony mumbled then coughed loudly. "Wait, he touched your ass? Does he want to die? Seems like he does." You scoffed and put your folder on the bed.

"I got it cover. Tony, must you forget that your faithful cousin is a freaking assassin." You huffed, Tony scoffed.

"Must you forget that your favorite and awesomest cousin is Iron Man. The Iron Man?" Tony remind you, you violently pulled the door open.

"Tony, hold the hell on." You cleared your throat. "Yo, guy, your towels on the bed." Slamming shut the door behind you, you fixed your phone between your shoulder blade and ear. "Listen, you five inches tallness of rage, hop off your high horse."

"I'm taller than you!"

"Those three inches heels on every shoe say different, Tiny." You laughed, then groaned, realizing the fact that you forgot the folder.

"Excuse me, you did not just call me TINY." Tony raged, you punched in the digitals onto the door again.

"Oh yes I did."

"Take it back!"

"No!"

"YES!" Tony cried, you pushed the door open

"No!"

"No!" You stopped at the new voice... or in fact new body.

Might as well mention that body because damn.

But the fact that the oh so fluffy towel was oh so small on Captain FREAKING American, was playing a big part in the whole interaction.

"Holy Saint.." You looked between his face and the poor towel clinging on. "Sweet God Oh..." You grabbed the folder and clamped your eyes shut. "My Jesus Fuck!" You screamed, Tony laughed in an evil manically way.

"Um." Steve finally muttered something.

"I'm so sorry oh my gosh, I have to GO." You screamed louder.

Because for the poor towel could only hold on for so long.

Let's just say that you avoid making any contact with Steve for at least three months.

{ abSOLUTELY LAUGHING. }

{/Steve Spam Probably coming up so like oooppsss\}