Marvel Imagines/Preferences

Steve | Movie Night

A/N: I'm in the mood for a very fluffy Steve imagine!

"Steve!" You shouted, startling the blond man on the couch.

"What?"

"It's Friday, there's no mission, so I'm going to propose a new tradition."

He smirked. "And what would that be?"

"Movie night! You haven't seen any of the classics, and we need to catch you up! Plus, I really like movies."

Steve grinned. "Sounds good. What are we watching first?"

"The biggest classic you've missed. The Star Wars trilogy. This is very important. If you haven't seen Star Wars, then you are frowned upon in society."

"Really?"

"No, but I'll be mad and Clint won't speak to you ever again. They're really good though!"

"I'll take your word for it," Steve replied, kissing your cheek, "let's watch them."

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At midnight, the credits of Episode VI began to roll. You turned to Steve.

"So? What do you think?"

"I can't believe I missed out on such a wonderful franchise. That was amazing." Steve was in awe.

You laughed. "There's no other movie franchise that can compare to Star Wars. Alright, so we one of the biggest classics of all time. Now what?" You racked your brain, thinking of other movies Steve missed out on. "Oh I know! You have to see The Breakfast Club!"

"The Breakfast Club?"

"Yes! 5 students stuck in detention. A John Hughes movie. John Hughes movies, especially the ones from the 80s never disappoint. Trust me."

Steve scooted closer to you. "I'll take your word for it."

The two of you watched The Breakfast Club, Ferris Bueller's Day Off, and 16 Candles. By the time you were done it was 3:30 am.

"(Y/N), you have a great taste in movies." Steve yawned.

"Thanks, love. I have one more movie if you're up for it. It's called Mean Girls."

"Let's do it."

Halfway through the movie, you could barely keep your eyes open. You were exhausted. Steve was slumped against you, eyes closed and breathing deeply. You smiled, and cuddled closer to Steve, allowing yourself to drift off.

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"God, they're so adorable."

"How many movies did they get through?"

"Were they watching Mean Girls? That movie is my shit!"

You opened your eyes a bit. Natasha, Bruce, and Tony were standing in front of you. You were laying on the couch, your head on Steve's chest, his arms around you. He was still asleep, snoring softly.

"Come on," Natasha said, "let's leave them alone."

Tony nodded. "Those two are perfect. So fetch!"

"Tony, stop trying to make fetch happen! It's not going to happen!" Bruce replied.

As they left the room, you smiled and moved closer to Steve. "I love you." You whispered.

"I love you too."

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Sorry, not my best. It's midnight right now and I'm exhausted. I hope you enjoyed it though!