Avengers One Shots & Preferences (COMPLETED FOR NOW)

Steve - High School Reunion

"Where is this High School Reunion?" 

You cringed, pointing to the old Gym a few metres to your left, where you used to do Martial Arts. 

"What are we waiting for then?" 

He held out his arm for you, which you gratefully looped your own arm through. 

He walked the both of you towards the Gym, holding the door open for you. 

"Aw, thanks Steve." 

In your heels you were the perfect height to kiss his cheek, before walking inside. 

Instantly, the smell of perfume and sweat hit you. Just like old times. 

"Recognise many people?" 

Steve was by your side again. 

You could clearly see the Jocks, and the Cheerleaders. 

"A few." 

You and Steve were a bit late for the Reunion, with people finding seats in the crowd of chairs for the Ceremony. 

You got seats near the front, a few people gasping when they recognised him as Captain America. 

"Hello Everyone!" 

Your old Principal, Bert, was behind a podium on stage.

"Welcome back to George Washington High School, class of 2006!" 

That was 10 freaking years ago. 

"We will now bring up each student, who will introduce themselves, and their spouse if they have one, and give us an insight into their new lives!" 

You waited as your old classmates filed up. 

And then, your name was called. 

"Y/N L/N."

You shyly stood, Steve following you up onto the stage, causing a ripple of gasps to ensue. 

You waited until it was quiet, before speaking.

"Hi, I'm Y/N Rogers." 

You then gestured to Steve, who waved politely.

"This is Steve, my husband."

You ignored the female shrieks, continuing to talk.

"I work at a facility with Steve, who is a part of the Avengers." "We live in Stark Tower, with our dog Carter." 

As silly as it sounded, that was your life. 

"Liar!" 

You jumped as a woman yelled, getting to her feet. 

It was Kelly.

Your high school bully.

"Your such a slut, hiring some guy to play your husband; and you're not good enough to know the freaking Avengers!"

A man beside her forced her to sit down.

"Prove it!" 

A brunett man snapped, sitting beside a lithe woman, who looked to be Molly, from the Arts department. 

Steve sheepishly smiled. 

"How can I do that?"

Most of the crowd pointed to the nearby statue of our Principal. 

It sat just outside the gym, like a monument. 

"I'm not sure that's-" 

Bert cheered.

"Go on!" 

You simply sighed, following the crowd of people who pushed Steve forward. 

Once he had picked up the heavy stone statue, they believed him.

"Honestly..."

You muttered to yourself.

It had been almost half an hour, and Steve was still surrounded by people.

"Screw it, I'm going home." 

You walked towards the gym's exit, when Kelly stepped into your path.

"Hey Y/N." 

You slowly brought your hand to your stomach. 

A scar lay there, from Kelly.

Not even Steve knew it was because of her. 

"You've gotten even more pathetic since high school." "That Steve guy probably doesn't even love you!" 

You looked back to Steve, who was smiling and politely talking to a man.

"But that's besides the point." 

When you looked back to Kelly, she struck you across the face, sending you to the floor.

"You're still the same old Y/N, weak and nerdy."

She hovered above you, her heel digging into your stomach as she kicked you.

Once, then twice.

A third kick never came.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!"

Steve's angry voice filled the gym, everyone falling silent.

"Excuse my language." "Now who are you?" "And why are you assaulting my wife?" 

When she didn't answer, his strong arms lifted your from the ground, setting you on your feet. 

Your heels lay discarded on the ground, which he picked up, one arm still around your waist to keep you upright. 

"Are you okay doll?"

You nodded, leaning against him. 

Your ribs were throbbing, one or more were probably broken.

"Come on, let's get you home."

He led you out of the gym, an impromptu ending to your high school reunion.

"I knew this would happen." 

You muttered, letting him scoop you up and place you on his motorcycle.

"Aw, don't say that." "You had no idea Kelly would be here." 

You pouted, making him smile like it always did. 

"We'll get Bruce to check your ribs, then I'll cheer you up, like I always to."

You could feel a bruise forming on your cheek.

Steve could obviously see it, leaning down to kiss it gently. 

"They can't see the girl that I do." "Now lets get out of here."