Marvel Imagines From DeviantArt (Requests Closed)

Found a Date (Steve Rogers)

"What about-"

"Enough, Natasha!" Steve said rather loudly. He didn't yell, but he was getting dangerously close.

"I was just-"

"About to suggest someone else for me to date. I know, Natasha, I know. Just like you know that dating right now isn't exactly safe."

Natasha sighed, "Steve, it's been a year now. It's perfectly safe, you're just shy. Or scared. Or both. Stark's money is on both, mine on shy, Barton's on scared."

Steve's brow furrowed slightly, "Are you trying to help me or win a bet?"

"Multitasking, Steve."

xXx

You were jogging in the park when you saw a tall blond male doing the same just ahead. A smirk graced your face as you got closer. You were always the one for mischief, and it didn't matter that you didn't know him personally. The good Cap could take a joke, right?

Only one way to find out.

You jogged faster and just as you passed him you said,

"On your left."

He stopped completely as you kept on, jogging all the way home as you laughed to yourself. This was going to be fun if you could make it a habit.

xXx

Steve found himself there more often than he should have.

Those who didn't know him would think he was being narcissistic when he visited the Captain America exhibit, but those who did know him knew it was the exact opposite.

Steve stood in front of Bucky's memorial, head tilted down so the navy blue cap upon his head could hide his face a bit more, though it really didn't help much as it was.

He sighed, "Oh Bucky..."

He soon found himself moving on. He didn't need someone noticing a man crying and attempt to console him, only to find that it was Captain America himself, which meant mothers would rush up to him with their children...

It was a very tiring experience he'd been doing his best to avoid a second round of, to say the absolute least.

He shuffled over to the portion of the exhibit where he and his men were lined up, the uniform he had previously "borrowed" a year ago back on the mannequin where it belonged.

Steve's lips quirked up in a small smile. He remembered that uniform well, but he'd take his current one over the old one any day.

A woman shorter than him-though that's how most were compared to his towering height of six feet on the dot- stood next to him, smirking as she leaned in closer,

"You just love being inconspicuous, don't ya Cap?"

He began to turn his head, just barely seeing your (h/c) hair and gorgeous (e/c) eyes and literally felt himself fall in love.

Before he had a chance to speak you were gone, along with his ball cap. He was about to go after you to ask you your name, when:

"Mommy look, it's Captain America!"

Dammit...

xXx

By this point, Steve was frustrated. Just who was this woman playing with him, and why did he like it? A complete stranger interrupted his morning jog, then later that same day the very same stranger stole his favorite baseball cap. And why could he not forget her face? He saw tons of strangers a day, yet this one he couldn't forget.

Normally Steve would've been annoyed, like he would if Tony was the one messing with him. Lord knew just how agitated Stark could get the super solider...

But instead of annoyed he was just frustrated. Frustrated that he didn't know anything about you or have any means of contacting you.

"So, Cap-"

"No Natasha."

"Oh come on, you don't even know what I was gonna say!"

Steve glanced at her, "You were going to suggest one of your friends to me."

"Okay, you did know, but that's not the point!"

"Natasha, I've already got someone I'm going after. I just need to find her again."

The redhead stood up and made the blond look at her, "Steve, I respect that you think you found someone, but whoever you found, chances are I found someone better. Dress casual Cap, I set you up with a girl already. And if I found out you stood her up to find your mystery woman so help me I'll-"

"I'm not scum, Nat. I'll go, but I can't promise I'll start seeing her."

He got up to go shower, leaving the assassin to chuckle to herself, "Trust me Cap, I can."

xXx

You smiled as you sat in front of your favorite café, a white long sleeved shirt under a red t-shirt, dark blue jeans and a pair of black Chuck Taylor's. You smiled as you wore the Captain's hat, your (h/c) ponytail* hanging through the opening. You finished putting on your lip gloss and made yourself a kissy face in the mirror, giggling at your own silliness.

You suddenly heard a voice in your ear, "On your left."

xXx

(Two Years Later)

You laughed loudly as Steve chased you into the living room on his floor of Stark Tower. You, being the mischievous woman you were, replaced Steve's body wash with a temporary tan solution, turning his skin orange.

"Get back here, you She-Devil!" Steve laughed. You knew he was letting you get away, but that was all good with you. Eventually he'd catch you and scold you for your prank, but until then you were glad he was going along with it.

After a few more minutes you flopped down on the couch, out of breath and starting to sweat. Steve carefully plopped down on top of you, chuckling at how tired you were.

"Shouldn't prank a super soldier if you can't get away from him."

You laughed, poking his nose, "Please, if either one of us would have a hard time trying to get away it's you. I found you twice in one day!"

"And I do recall finding you for the final time that day, Dollface."

"... Shut up."

Steve chuckled and kissed you softly, "I'm glad Nat forced me to go on that date with you."

"Oh don't I feel loved." You said sarcastically.

"You should, considering I literally fell in love with you at first sight."

"Aw, you cheese ball! I remember when Nat told me she was trying to find you a date. She thought you were gay after a while..."

"She what?!"

"We all did really... My friends totally shipped you with Tony until we started dating."

Steve got off of you, blushing quite a lot, "B-but, Tony's always been with women!"

You giggled at Steve's flushed face, sitting up and carding your fingers through his hair, "He's dabbled a bit with men, but that's not the point. Aren't you glad you went on that date?"

Steve's blush went away and he just smiled and kissed you, his actions always speaking louder than his words ever could.

He pulled back, smirking at what he said next:

"You're in trouble, missy. Steve Rogers doesn't take being orange too kindly."

Your eyes went wide and you ran.

~~~

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