Avengers Preferences

Avengers Preferences: "How You Meet" Part. 1

HI! I'm @stopbeingsohorny. I will editing these chapters for the original writer :) They will have the same plot so if you have already read this, then you already know what's happening. But they do have added detail and grammar fixes so if you'd like to read it again, feel free. Hope you enjoy my modifications and feel free to give me some writing tips if you feel as if I need to know them. 

Have a lovely day x

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y/f/b = your favorite band

Y/n = your name

~STEVE ROGERS~

The sky was clear of clouds, the only thing visible being the gorgeous blue that blanketed the busy world. The sun hung overhead directly, indicating midday.

You were taking your usual morning jog while listening to y/f/b, the music influencing your legs to run with the beat - evidently giving you a different pace every time the song would change and the tempo altered your footing. The trees that lined the path caught your eyes instantly and dragged your mind from civilization and allowed you to fall into a relaxed and content state.

That mood was soon interrupted when a voice suddenly came from your side, invading your ear and robbing it from it's leisure of music listening. "On your left." You looked over just in time to see a very muscular man run in front of you. You smiled to yourself and kept running, shaking your head and ignoring the instance.

Mere minutes had passed. You had only advanced a couple hundred metres when the voice sounded again - this time grabbing your interest rather than dismissing the abnormality.

"On your left." The same voice said, having a hint of cheekiness. While your mind wanted to think it was someone different, when you gave the man a glimpse, you spotted the same man's back from just a few minutes prior.

"Bloody hell." You mumbled to yourself and kept running, this time not being able to rid of the thought as easily.

Once again, a simple four minutes passed and he had run past again with the same; "On your left." You readied yourself this time and finally gave him proper attention.

As you were not taken by surprise, you were able to catch his face. Sparkling blue eyes shone in the overhanging sun, reminding you of a glistening ocean at a beach. He had dark blonde hair that was swept back ever so slightly, kept in that position by a sheen of sweat. You were surprised that he excreted so little due to the amount of laps he had completed. Although you had caught the aspect the first time he had greeted you, his muscles were very prominent and a quick glance at his backside was hard to avoid.

This analysation was slowly filled every time he ran past. By the time you had finished your first lap around the neighbourhood, there was no doubt that it was his seventh. You let out a hoarse breath as the words; "On your left." Came from the left of you.

Rather getting ready to run another lap, you sat on the sidewalk and pulled out your phone discreetly. You had to wait just a few short minutes before he circled round to you and you began your timer. You knew he took around three minutes, but you longed for exact measurements which would allow your mind to venture into endless possibilities as to how he was able to do that - with minimal effort at that.

You continued this process for three of his laps before he took notice. He slowed to a stop, his eyes trained on you solely with curiosity embedded in the blue.

"Excuse me, miss, but are you timing me?" You heard the voice again and looked up, only to be met with a pair of beautiful blue eyes.

Your eyes widened as you found yourself unable to muster any words. You gulped before standing from your cross-legged position and offering a hand. "Um- Yes. Yes, I was." You admitted with a nervous smile, you yourself questioning yourself as to why you were doing what you were doing. "Hi. I'm Y/n." You introduced yourself.