A/N: So like the person I am ...Im going to ruin your day ;_; This was suggested by a friend of mine who decided this song would be ok.... UGH. Im...Im sorry XDDD Steve is gonna be like...So not Steve ; _;WARNING. Crude language...duh))
You awoke to the noise filling the tower. Fucking Tony was blaring music again. He had been doing this since he had installed the speakers in everyone's room..... He hated you all clearly. The words entered your mind as you jumped into the shower. As of now it was peaceful opera. He must be working in the lab.
Crawling out of the shower you quickly dressed. (Doing your makeup if you do). Walking out of your room you froze as he began to play the song. The song that annoyed you to the deepest pit of your being.
My Beamer sit on Jimmy Choos, damn
My bitch, I buy her Jimmy Choos, damn
My neck a buncha frozen jewels, damn
I can show you what them Benjis do, damn
Benjamins bring them finer things, damn
"Oh my gods of asgard.."
You growled walking into the living room were a smiling Tony sat staring at the blank TV. Everyone but you seemed ok with it. Natasha was tuned out to music on her handy ipod. Clint 'jammed' along cleaning his bow. Bruce wasn't anywhere to be seen. Most likely (he to being annoyed by the song) he was in the lab droning it out with opera or piano ballads. Cap sat at the bar drinking orange juice no emotion on his perfect face. You smiled at him weakly as you walked to the fridge.
That what you want, then go on, get it baby, damn
I hit a lick, ain't have to split it, baby, damn
A hunnid thou in all fifties, baby
Robin jeans and some Jimmy Choos, damn
All wings, I don't do the Trues, damn
Robin jeans and some Jimmy Choos, damn
All wings, I don't do the Trues
You angrily poured the drink of choice. Drinking it quickly you turned around only to groan loudly. Steve had walked ot the living room where Tony , Nat , Clint, AND he himself where dancing. You name a dance they where doing it.
"Cap no.."
You whispered as he began to dab at all the wrong moments. Truly cringe worthy. Did he even know how outdated that had become?
What you want, cause you got it, baby
I pull up, see you watchin', baby
See them bands in my Robins, baby
Jimmy Choos when you walkin', baby
I swear that she works it, I swear she so perfect
She makes me so nervous, the way that she works it
Jimmy Choos on her feet when she be walkin', ayy
Jimmy Choos on her feet when she be walkin', yeah baby
A hand raised to cover your mouth as you stifled a laugh. It was really honestly pitiful. As they tried to dance. You needed to get them all out more. Even TONY was bad. Thor of course was awkwardly laughing his little blonde head off in the corner.
Then it happened.
Your Cap got cocky. He smirked looking at you, raising his hands. Oh gods... Please NO.NO.
"Cap I swear to T-"
You were stopped short by the raising of the songs volume. Tony began to laugh. You hated him so much.
My bitch in Jimmy Choos but I'm in Robin jeans
She says she love my crystals on my Robin wings
Everything designer, it's designer things
All this fuckin' money bring the finer things, ayy
The Captain winced at the word 'bitch' as he preferred the word 'gal'. He thought it might fit better. Looking dead in your eyes he went through the motion as the main lyric sounded.
Slim thick with' yo cute ass, ayy
And then you zoned out. Completely horrified that your husband had done such a thing. You didnt move as he kissed you. Didnt move as EVERYONE including JARVIS began to bust there asses laughing. Tony wheezed falling into the coffee table. Natasha went red on the carpet. Thor tumbled out of his chair. Clint almost impaled himself on an arrow.
Steve simply smirked.
You almost cried.
He would pay.
