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Star Spangled Man (Steve x Reader)

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Hi, lovelies! This is just a scenario I thought I would share. I like it, I know it's a bit like a one-shot I've written before but it's still different.  Make sure to vote and comment love you!

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You giggle drunkenly as you shake your hips on the dance floor.  A random man, whose name you didn't catch, held your hips.  You couldn't help but smile to yourself, as the music played around you. 

You were happy that your friends had dragged you out tonight. You pulled away from the man when you felt a small vibration in your back pocket.

You smile and shoo away the man, who probably went off to find another woman to dance with.   You glance down at your phone, to see a text from Sam.

Sam: Where are you? We're about to leave and Steve doesn't want to leave you here.  Although I bet you found a ride😏

You: Sadly not anymore. Meet u at the bar.

You make your way to the counter, bumping into people as you walked. You tripped over your feet multiple times.  The room was fuzzy, and it felt you were moving Slower than usual.  You stumbled, almost falling over. You quickly grabbed a chair, steadying yourself. 

You sat down at the bar, wanting at least one more drink before your night ended. You drank a few glasses of whiskey before your friends walked over to you.  Let's just say you were even more wasted. 

You stood from your chair, almost falling to the floor. You felt strong arms grip your waist, pulling you back up straight.

"Oh, so there's two Steves now. More for me then... " You smirked, holding his arms for support. 

"Oh yeah, she's wasted. She's already hitting on the old man." Tony said smiling. 

"Come on Y/N, there's a car outside," Steve said.  One hand on your waist, the other holding your hand, that was draped over his shoulder.

You, Natasha, Tony, and Steve filed into one car. While the others got into different ones. You smiled at Happy as you finally entered the car.

"Hey Happy, mind if we play music?" You asked leaning up by his face, he could smell the alcohol on your breath even from the small distance.  So not wanting to argue with a drunken woman he caved. 

"Sure, " He said handing you the aux cord. Whether he liked to admit or not, the man had a soft spot for you. 

You played a few songs, some of the old songs you had forgotten you knew the lyrics to.  Some being new pop songs you didn't even know the lyrics to. 

"Hey Y/N, mind if I pick a song?"  Tony asked turning around from the front seat. 

"Why not,"  You handed him the phone.  Your brain wasn't as fuzzy anymore and some of the drunkenness had worn off with the help of crackers and water. But of course you were still messed up, you would still sing shrilly to the songs.  Even if you had no idea what the words were. Your friends all pretended to listen and enjoy the shows you gave. 

"Alright, Capsicle this one's for you," He looked back at Steve with a grin. 

"Oh no, Tony what did you choose?" Steve said, a stone-cold look on his face. 

When Tony took your phone you expected for him to play some new inappropriate song but when you heard the familiar beginning of your favorite childhood song you could help but stiffen. 

You bit your lip to keep yourself from singing, you hadn't minded singing to the other songs.  But this one, this was going to get you laughed at for the rest of your life by the rest of the team. 

Who's strong and brave here to save the American Way?
Who's vows to fight like a man for what's right, night and day?
Who will campaign door to door for America?
Carry the flag shore to shore for America?
From Hoboken to Spokane?

The Star-Spangled Man with a plan!

"Oh God, no Tony turn this off,"  Steve said angrily

"Never,"  He smirked

"Y/N are you okay?"   Nat said, "You're holding your lip so tight you might bleed,"  

"Yeah I'm fine,"  You grinned feeling a bit embarrassed. You decided to let a few of the words slip by, none of them would hear you with Tony and Steve bickering. But unfortunately, Nat heard you, she was right next to you, which meant she heard every last bit. 

"Y/N you know this song?"  Nat said laughing, Steve and Tony completely stopped their arguing. 

The lyrics continued, it was unfitting for the silent car. 

We can't ignore there are a threat and a war we must win!
Who'll hang a noose on the goose-stepping goose from Berlin?
Who will indeed lead the call for America?
Who'll rise or fall, give his all, for America?
Who's here to prove that we can?

The Star-Spangled Man with a plan!

"What no I don't, "

"You were just singing the lyrics, " Tony said

"Look alright, don't make fun of me but I know the entire song.  It was one of my favorites as a really young kid." You said avoiding any of their gazes. You were embarrassed about the fact you were a fan of Captain America, especially since he was sitting right there.

"It's not a big deal, I was a fan too." Happy said

"Yeah, and have you not met Coulson?" Tony said grinning. 

"Hey look at that were home, night guys, "

You got out of the car and quickly made your way upstairs. Your drunken state was almost completely gone, although you did stumble a few times walking into the elevator.

You steady yourself on the rail, happy that you were able to be in the small enclosed area alone. The elevator doors were seconds away from closing until a hand slipped through them.  The doors ripped away from each other, there you saw Steve standing in the door.

"Hey there, " He said gently, he walked inside and pressed the 'Close doors' button. 

"Hey, " You said gripping the rail tighter.

"Look you know it's not that big a deal, right? I have fans, and for you to be one doesn't make you look stupid, " His face softened when he looked over to you.

"I know it's just really embarrassing." You laughed, looking to the floor.

"So you know all of the lyrics or just most of them?" He asked jokingly.

"Oh, I know all of them, " You laughed "I was a fan, my best friend as a kid was even more of one.  He was so obsessed with Captain America, that's where I learned about you."

"Looks like I have a teammate and a fan."

"Talk about it and your dead, " You glare at him jokingly.

"Yeah right, " He said, you held your arms open for a hug. He gladly accepted it. 

"I'm happy to have you as a fan, " He said holding your lower and upper back.  One with each hand as he held you.

"I'm glad to be your fan, "