I Don't Dance - Steve x Reader One Shot

I Don't Dance

I'll never settle down,

That's what I always thought

Yeah, I was that kind of man,

Just ask anyone

"You're too hard on yourself, Steve. If you don't give women the chance to look past your age, you'll never even know true love."

Her words rang through my mind a moment as I reeled. "You don't understand, (Y/N). How are people suppose to look past the fact that I'm practically a hundred years old? That's not exactly something you can avoid telling people. The whole world knows."

"I didn't say avoid. I said give them a chance. If they really like you for you, age doesn't matter." She snorted a bit, glancing up at me.

"Oh yeah? How do you know that?" I asked searching her eyes for any sign of laughter.

"Because I really like you, Steve. And your age doesn't bother me one bit." She stood her ground, looking into my blue eyes with nothing but the truth reflecting in her own.

I don't dance, But here I am

Spinning you round and round in circles

It Ain't my style, but I don't care

I'd do anything with you anywhere

Guess you got me in the palm of your hand

Cause, I don't dance

"Why'd you even bring me here, (Y/N)? You know I can't dance and I'm still not so sure about Tony's music." I frowned a bit as I twirled her around.

"Because we needed to celebrate. And Tony insisted we come. Besides, I really wanted to. You said we could do whatever I wanted tonight." She always looked adorable when she pouted that lower lip out of hers. It drove me crazy to see her beg for something that I thought was silly.

"You're right, I did." I smiled, twirling her back towards me. I've realized the last few months that I did anything for her. At first I thought I was just being nice. But now? All I could think about was making sure she was the happiest woman alive.

Love's never come my way,

I've never been this far

But you took these two left feet

And waltzed away with my heart

"What're you talking about, Steve? I can't be the only one you've ever loved. What about Peggy?"

"Well, I do love her. But not in the way I love you." I admitted, running my fingers through her hair as she curled into my side. It was far too early in the morning for this conversation but it was my fault for letting 'I love you' slip from my mouth for the first time. She had started talking about all kinds of things at that point without ever responding to me.

"But you did at one point, didn't you?" She looked up at me so innocently and I was surprised she was curious instead of upset like I expected.

"Well.." I sighed, rubbing the arm she had laid across my chest. "No, actually I didn't. I really, really liked her but I wasn't given the chance to let our relationship get to the point of ours."

"And you're okay with that? I mean with us having that instead of the two of you?" I could see her start to doubt herself as she chewed on her lip.

"Hey, now." I said softly, lifting her chin to look up at me. "If I wasn't okay with it, I wouldn't have said it. I wouldn't be here, with you. Especially in bed of all places. I'm completely yours, (Y/N)."