*Buzz. Buzz. Buzz* You awoke, suddenly bolting upright. 'Woah, what happened last night?!' You looked around at all Lances' clothes scattered around the floor besides you. 'Ugh, like you could forget..' *Buzz. Buzz. Buzz* You shuffled around and threw yourself towards the phone on your bed. "Um, Yeah? Hi, sorry its Y/N here, how can I help?"
"Hey Y/N! I was wondering if you wanted to get that coffee (covefefe) today. The one that we were meant to get yesterday, before that...um... thing happened? I mean if you're still up to it? I totally understand if you don't. I mean I totally abandoned you yesterday when that whole thing blew up, if you'll see me I can explain everything! I just... Well you see...ugh. It's easier to show you. Will you come?"
Oh god. It's him. The mystery guy, the incredibly handsome, muscular guy that yo- wait. He left you, with Lance... should you really meet him? What sorts of secrets is he hiding? Ah! Blow it, what's the worst he could do? After all you did take those martial arts classes 3 years ago.
"Y/N? You still there?"
"Hi, um yeah I'm still here, sure. Where do you want to meet? There's a cute little café not far from where we met yesterday, very incognito. A perfect place for a spy on the run from a secret Russian Agency that are going to use you to launch the world into a war with extra-terrestrial beings in order to capture them and breed to create a sustainable future for us in space can hide!"
"Ah, brilliant! Text me the address and I'll meet you there in 5!"
You quickly text him the address and change into some more comfortable clothes, quickly spraying your hair with some dry shampoo. 'Ding'. The noise of the doorbell rang throughout the house. You ran towards the door and swiftly opened it to meet a pair of piercing blue eyes gazing down at you.
"Why hello, is this 'cute little café not far from where we met?" the figure stood in the door way, towering above you. "I can't really judge the coffee here but I can say that the servers here are top notch cute." He let out a deep laugh. "May I come in?"
You suddenly snapped back into focus, "Oh! Yes, of course! Sorry, come in. make yourself at home." You closed the door behind him as he walked in. "is there anything in particular I can get you? Tea, coffee, smoothie?"
He turned round swiftly to face you, "Tea would be great, milk and one sugar please."
You turned round and began to brew the tea, 'God! He's even hotter than I remember.' You thought to yourself. After the tea had been made you sat down beside him and handed him the cup. By this time he had already taken off the black hoodie and blue baseball cap that had been drowning him when he walked in. "Ok, first things first, I need to ask. What is your name? I never caught it when we first met"
"You seriously don't know who I am? Well! That's refreshing. My name is Chris, Chris Evans. "
"Well. Mr Evans, I'm Y/F/N. Nice to meet you." You hesitate before looking him dead in the eyes. "How did you get my number?" The concept dawning on you that he had run off before you could exchange numbers.
"That's what I wanted to tell you. You see the thing is, I'm not who you think I am, I'm -"

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Once More.
FanficLance Tucker. What a douche bag. The one thing he loved more than his medals, his forever girl. Now his gone girl. -- Lance Tucker Fic. Showing a slightly more sensitive side to our beloved 'bronze' character. This takes place after ' The Bronze' h...