Gentleman - Steve Rogers

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A friend has set you up on a date with a mystery man. However you have been left alone in the dance hall...

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You were disappointed to have been stood up.

The dance hall was almost full now, and the lights were going down, but your date was nowhere in site.

It had been your friend's idea to set you up with a blind date, but still, you were a bit disappointed to have taken hours to get ready and get stood up.

Still, there was no use in staying if you didn't have a dance partner. Sighing, you got up from your seat in the corner, and brushed off your nice clothes that you had worn especially for the occasion.

Across the hall, on the dance floor, were lots of happy looking couples. You sighed again, squinting past them to try to find the exit under the soft, colourful lights.

Unfortunately, you hadn't been paying attention and had bumped into a large crowd. They were moving, pulsing and cramped together. Your claustrophia was kicking in, as you were helplessly stuck inside the mass of people.

Almost sobbing at this point, you stumbled over someone's foot, falling out of the group of people, about to hit the floor -

Something stopped you from colliding with the hard vinyl of the dance floor. A hand, on your waist, carefully supporting you and helping you back to your feet.

"Thank you," you breathed, glad to be out of the crowded area. You took a good look at the man who had caught you. Tall, blond, blue eyes.

"You wouldn't happen to be Y/N, would you?" he asked with a shy smile.
"That would make you Steve, right?" you replied, smiling back.
"I'm so sorry I'm late. I was picking up flowers..." he drifted off, motioning to the crushed flowers in his hand. You looked sheepishly at the floor.
"Sorry 'bout that."
"No problem. Natasha said you were clumsy, but she never mentioned how beautiful you are..."

Damn Nat. She had to pick such a gosh darn gentleman.

You smiled widely at the handsome blond man beside you.
"After you, kind sir," you say, linking your arm through his.
He grins back and follows your lead over to the dance floor.

A/N Hi! This is my first imagine, so don't judge. I've got some more on the way, so let me know if you guys want any specific ones!

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