Marvel Imagines

Steve Rogers

Captain Tight-pants:
(Good noodle points if you get the reference in the title. Hint: I love Joss Whedon's Shows)

After a double date with Tony and Pepper you had just made it back to your apartment, with Steve. You pulled your keys out and opened the door, Steve hovering behind you as he followed you into the apartment. As soon as you were inside you plopped down on the couch, and Steve chuckled at you before sitting down on the couch next to you. He held his arm out for you and you curled up to his side so that he could wrap his arm around you. You sighed as a sign of your content state and Steve kissed the top of your head in response.

"So (Y/N), did you enjoy tonight?" Steve asked.

"Yeah, Tony and Pepper are really fun and they're so cute together. Plus I always enjoy an excuse to spend time with you." Steve smiled at your response.

"They do seem like quite a good match don't they?"

"Definitely, and Pepper is such a positive influence on Tony's life. She's really good for him." You said as you got up from the couch and walked into the kitchen.

"They're a little too...touchy, in public though." You looked over your shoulder at him and raised at an eyebrow in his direction.

"What do you mean by that?" You asked as you reached for a glass and Steve shrugged awkwardly.

"I mean...They were kind all over each other tonight. We were out at a restaurant, and there wasn't a single moment at dinner where Tony didn't have his hand on her." As he spoke you filled your glass with water and laughed lightly to yourself.

"Steve, he had his hand on her lower back. That's a sign of protective, adoration and affection, not a symbol that means 'I want to jump your bones right now, let's have sex on the table.' Now that, would have been uncomfortable." Steve shifted uncomfortably on the couch.

"I know that, it just seemed kind of...a little much for a casual dinner date." You started making your way back in the direction of the living room.

"Was it actually too much or are you just being Captain Tight-pants?" You asked with a smirk. You meant it as a joke, and one you had used on several occasions before, but Steve's face hardened at this. He got up from the couch and stood up in front of you. He crossed his arms and looked down at you.

"What did you call me?" He asked coldly. You placed your water down on the table, crossed your own arms and smirked at him again.

"Captain Tight-pants." You slowly enunciated. Suddenly he reached out wrapping his arms around and he pulled you down onto the couch. Then he pinned you down on the couch with his body and started tickling you, attacking your sides. This caused you to break out in a fit of laughter.

"What am I?" He asked loudly, but you weren't ready to give up yet.

"Cap...tain...tight...pants.." You said through in between your fits of giggles. Steve responded by tickling you even more, reaching one hand up to tickle the side of your neck.

"Come on (Y/N), just give in."

"No." You shouted, sounding sincere but you knew you were going to break soon. Steve was pretty sure of that fact as well so he just kept going. A second later you gave in. "Okay, okay, I give up, Steve I give up." He stopped tickling you, but he stayed on top of you keeping you pinned to the couch.

"Say it."

"Fine, you're Captain America, not the other thing." You smiled at him and he smiled back. Moving so that you could both sit up.

"I love you (Y/N), even if you are a bit of pain in the ass." Steve said causing you to laugh

"I love you too, Steve." You stood up from the couch. "Even if you are Captain Tight-pants." You broke into a run headed for your bedroom and Steve followed, both of you laughing hysterically. Steve really did love you, annoying nicknames and all.