Dance With You

Chapter 4

Let me see Steve." Natasha called from the other side of the door.

"I feel silly." Steve replied looking at himself in the mirror of the dressing room. He was wearing black slacks that had a bit of flare at the bottom and a tight black long sleeved shirt that had a deep slip in the front down to his stomach. Steve wouldn't have worn the shirt if the slit didn't have red satin fabric under it, covering anything that would have been exposed.

"Don't be. That outfit will look great on you and it'll only be for one night." Natasha said. "Come on out and let me see."

With a sigh and slight blush, Steve opened the door and stepped out for Natasha to see him wearing the suit she'd picked out for their dance. Upon seeing him, Steve saw Natasha smile.

"It's perfect." she exclaimed walking over and adjusting his collar a bit. "This looks great on you. Classy yet sexy."

Steve fully blushed at that.

He'd heard comments about his appearance from women long before he'd entered this era and every single time he blushed because he hadn't been use to it.

He was use to women ignoring him for someone else, usually Bucky, and when he'd suddenly become the apple of their eyes it had been a huge change. One that he had never gotten use to because of lack of self confidence.

"Don't be embarrassed Steve." Natasha said comfortingly.

"Sorry but I'm just not use the attention I get from the ladies because of the way I look." he said. "Before the serum women would look past me, normally to Bucky, and I always had to be set up with a lady by Bucky in hopes that they might pay attention to me. Never worked. When I became Captain America and the dames all suddenly wanted my attention...It kinda freaked me out a bit."

"Just ignore what you hear." Natasha said. "You need to find a woman who will love you for how you are. Not who you are and what you look like. The women these days focus too much on appearance and status."

"Then that complicates things." Steve said. "Clint informed me on how most people are these days. I'm out dated."

"Steve, the only thing outdate about you are those plaid shirt you always wear." Natasha said with a smirk. "You are the kind of person people need to learn from. If they did then things would be a lot less complicated in the world."

"Well, if people learned from then Tony would have a lot more people to poke fun at." Steve said with a tiny smirk.

Natasha smiled as she looked over his outfit again. She knew that he wouldn't be comfortable wearing this in front of a whole building full of people and decided to change it.

After forty minutes they both came to an agreement on what he would be wearing for the dance.

It was basically a suit with just a blue vest and no jacket. The shirt he would be wearing was a calm red and a white bow tie.

After Steve had changed back into his regular clothes he had asked if they were going to look for something Natasha would wear. The female spy only smiled and said that she already had it covered but no one would see it until the night of the dance.

Steve didn't ask any questions as they paid for his new clothes. Natasha had been right about everything so far so there was no need to question her about clothing.

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Steve took a drink of his ice water while he and Natasha waited for their lunch to arrive. He was almost always hungry because of his metabolism but had stayed silent until Natasha mentioned her hunger.