Avenger's One-shots and Preferences

Fan Service- Steve Rogers

I was thinking about this obsession with Steve's ass and necessary camera angles I see on Pinterest. I was also thinking about how many more of these would be included if this was anime because than it would be called fan service. This may get steamy in some parts. There also will be some anime references for those of you who are not into anime or manga.

It was just a another lazy day at the Avenger's facility and having nothing better to do you decide to watch Kill la Kill on Netflix. Right when you were watching a particular steamy fight scene, Steve walks in. Looking at the screen and seeing Ryuko in her scantily clad battle outfit he turned his face away from the screen and blushed redder than you ever seen him blush before.

"Oh, Steve, you're so cute when you blush like that," you break out laughing as you pause the show. "What the hell are you watching, (y/n)?" he asks still keeping his face away from the screen. "Kill la Kill, it's anime" you reply. "I wasn't fully aware anime made shows that showed...well that," he gestures to the screen, more specifically, Ryuko's outfit. "It's called fan service," you tell him. "What?" Steve says somewhat confused. "Fan service," you say again, "by definition it's material in a work of fiction or in a fictional series which is intentionally added to please the audience. In the case of anime, that may included girls with large breasts and short skirts with camera angles that expose their panties, or guys who perfect the art of dramatically taking their shirts off and expose their rock-hard abs." "You mean to say people like watching that?" "Oh, come on Steve," you goad him, "you like the view, you're just too shy and innocent to admit it." Steve turns away from you and you were pretty sure he was pouting. "Come on, Steve, watch the show with me. I think you might like it, it has a really good storyline even with the fan service." "Yeah cause a lot of people would watch something like this solely for the storyline," Steve mutters sarcastically.

Steve was a little hesitant at first but he reluctantly obliges and takes a seat on the couch while you scroll back to the first episode. As he watched the first ten minutes, everything seemed fine; it wasn't until Ryuko broke out wearing Senketsu for the first time did Steve start to blush red again. You watched him watch the screen every so often and you couldn't help but smile in amusement at his embarrassment. Once Steve can't take anymore of the fan service he gets up and practically flees to the kitchen. You check your phone, "Twelve minutes in," you say to yourself, "lot longer than I thought he would last." You pause the TV and follow Steve to the kitchen, apparently sticking his head in the fridge; probably to cool off from the heat that crept up on his face from being embarrassed.

As Steve keeps his head in the fridge you couldn't help but notice the way he was bent over, exposing his rather fine-looking ass. It was times like these that you wished life was more like anime. If it was there would be more necessary shots of Steve's very fine gluteus maximus and possible more shots of him shirtless; now that would be fan service you could get into. If life was also an anime, Steve, being your secret crush, would probably accidently grope you at one point, which would be taken as a sign that he was meant to be your significant other; like Natsu and Lucy from Fairy Tail or Kirito and Asuna from Sword Art Online. Since you were distracted, you didn't notice Steve had turned around to see you staring; of course he wasn't sure WHAT it was you were staring at exactly. "(Y/N), is everything okay with you," he asks confused which brought you out of your trance. "Oh, uh," you stutter, "Nothing, I wasn't staring at your perfectly fine roundish butt. Oh, did I say that out loud? I meant to say" you blush than quickly move to change the subject, "I hear Tony is throwing another party tonight. Will I see you there?" "I haven't thought about it," he responds, "We'll see." "I'll definitely be there," you tell him as you head back to the lounge, "I'll be the pretty one in the black dress. Don't worry though," you decide to tease, "You won't have to worry about any pantie shots; after all, this ain't anime." As you leave you're pretty sure Steve blushed again and went to stick his head back in the fridge to cool off which gave you another chance to glimpse at his patriotic booty.

 Later that day as you get ready for the party, your thoughts went back to earlier today from when you teased Steve about his innocence to fan service. Normally you wouldn't be so bold around him; at best, being around Steve you felt like Tomoko from Watamote, but seeing him the way he was embarrassed brought out of you Blue Snow from Shimoneta; but not as vulgar. Sometimes you wished you could act as bold around Steve as Lala acts around Rito from To Love Ru; other times you wished you could be Mikasa from Attack on Titan around him or Musabi from Sekerei. Oh, how you wished life and love were like that in anime.

As you get the last of your makeup on, you rush to the party, realizing you were an half an hour late. Not that there was anything wrong with being fashionably late, you just preferred to get to the party before the whole placed got crowded and the best seats were taken. You head to the bar and noticed a lot of people flash smiles at you, which you found odd since most people didn't really do that to you. "Hey, Nat," you spot Natasha at the bar making herself a drink, "What's with everyone around here? Everywhere I go people keep giving me these wide smiles; it's a tad bit unsettling." You drop your purse and bend over to pick it up; by than Natasha realizes exactly why people are smiling at you. "The majority of these smiling people wouldn't happen to be men would they?" Natasha asks you once you pick up your purse, "Actually I wasn't really paying attention to genders," you admit, "I just noticed a lot of people smiling that's all." You went ahead to make yourself a drink at the bar; while doing so you hear a wolf-whistle from Tony, "Looking good, (y/n)," he says while giving you a suggestive wink. "Uh, thanks, Tony I guess," you pour your drink into the glass and take a sip wondering why Tony was being so friendly.

Later Sam and Bucky join the party and see you, they wave hello and smile but said smiles fade into shock when you turn around to talk to someone. The two men approach Natasha, "we really need to say something," Bucky tells her. "We will, I'm just not sure how to put into words without her being embarrassed," she replies hastily. "Well we better do it fast before-" right than Steve walks into the party and spots you. "Hey, (y/n)- oh my..." he turns away in embarrassment the moment he sees your slightly exposed red panties. "Too late," Sam says. Steve attempts to walk away but felt he needed to be a gentlemen and say something; if that was even possible. He approaches you cautiously but Thor accidently bumps into Steve which causes him to slip and fall onto you. The two of you lay on the floor somewhat dazed; Steve places his hand on you, not completely aware he had placed it on your breast. "What's this?" he asks himself and gave your breast a few squeezes, "It feels squishy." Once you come out of your daze, you realized Steve was groping you and start to panic, "AHHHHHHHHHH!" you punch him away from you and run away  in embarrassment, covering your chest while you were at it. Steve is about to go after you buts thinks better about it, not sure if this was the best time to talk. Instead he turns around and heads back to his room, not really in the mood to party after the embarrassment from the groping incident. "This is so going on Youtube," Tony smirks from having recorded the whole accident on his phone; luckily Natasha snatches it from his hand and breaks it into tiny pieces.

The morning after you had rushed back to your room and gone to bed from the night before, you bump into Steve. "Oh, uh (y/n)," he starts to stutter, "listen about last night, I didn't to...I mean I would never... unless, you wanted to...I mean I was only trying to help and-" you interrupt him by pressing a finger to his lips. "Steve, it's okay, your forgiven." you say to him. "You're taking this surprisingly better than I thought," he states, "Well it was an accident I can't fault you for that. You want to walk with me to the kitchen for breakfast?" you ask timidly. "I would love that," he smiles and the two of you walk side-by-side. You think to yourself maybe last night was little too much like anime than you had wanted but you making amends with Steve and possibly growing closer after the groping incident was the one good anime-like event you could be thankful for.