The Junk Drawer

I Thought I Was Alone

For RaevynBarton 's July contest

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3rd Person POV

S.H.I.E.L.D. was unusually quiet today, which is such a rarity that Steve felt rather unnerved. Most of the time you could hear people's rushed footsteps on the floor as they went from room to room, and the sounds of computers or other electronics beeping and whirring, or even the sound of gun shots in the shooting range. Today, though, silence was all that could be heard.

Ever since the fall of S.H.I.E.L.D., the number of agents had dwindled slowly, so that there was only a few that Steve knew personally. Saturdays, like today, were the days that HQ were most empty.

Steve slung his gym bag over his shoulder and continued his way towards the training room. Once there, he pushed open the door and glanced around.

Thankfully, nobody was there.

Steve placed his bag onto one of the benches, unzipping it and withdrew a radio. He put the radio on the bench next to the bag, which was now empty except for a few water bottles, a towel, and a blue raspberry Gatorade.

Steve pressed the play button on the radio and went up to the punching bag.

On his first strike to the bag, the radio began playing.

"Buddy you're a boy make a big noise,
playin' in the street, gonna be a big man some day..."

Steve punched the bag a few more times, and began quietly singing along to the song on the radio.

"You got mud on yo' face, you big disgrace. Kickin' your can all over the place..."

After punching the bag once more, Steve slid away from it, holding an imaginary microphone in his hands as he danced around the gym mats.

"Singin' we will, we will, rock you! We will, we will, rock you!"

Steve pointed at imaginary crowd members, playing air guitar and singing loudly to the song.

He was so into his performance he didn't notice someone open the door and stifle a laugh at the sight that was before them.

"Who knew Captain America was such a big Queen fan?" (Y/N) muttered to herself, hiding a laugh under her breath and pulling out her phone to subtly record the sight in front of her.

"You got blood on your face, you big disgrace. Wavin' your banner all over the- (Y/N)!" Steve stopped mid-dance move and tripped over the corner of the gym mat.

"I don't think that's how that line finishes," (Y/N) laughed, going up to the radio and turning up the volume, singing along to it.

Steve glanced at the ground, his face visibly red. "I thought I was alone...please don't tell anyone."

(Y/N) held up her phone and smirked. "Why would I when I can just send it to everyone?"

"(Y/N), no!"

And with that, Steve tackled her, trying to grab her phone as she laughed, trying to squirm away.

"We will, we will, rock you!"

A week later, "Cap Rocks Out" went viral.

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I debated if I wanted to make this sad or not but I decided that this was better 😂