AVENGERS ONESHOTS (requests are closed)

Double Date ~ Pre-Serum Steve Rogers

Request- Bucky and Steve go on a double date and Bucky sets Steve up with his sister (The Reader) and by the end of the date, Y/N ends up with Steve pepapepa777

HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY MY LOVELIES!!!!!!!! I LOVE YOU GUYS!!!!!!!

Words- 2727

Warnings- Language, kissy-kissy

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"Buck, I already told ya' I'm alright, " Steve rolls his eyes as he unlocks his apartment door and walks inside, his pal, Bucky tailing behind.

"It'll be fun, " Bucky says, "We could have a double date! I hitch ya' up with a dame, " Bucky takes off his tailored coat and toes off his shoes. Steve rolls his eyes as he throws his two sizes too large jacket on the couch and goes into the kitchen. 

"Why so I could get regret and you bring two dames into bed? No thanks, " Steve says as wandered around aimlessly. But grew curious at Bucky's deep laugh. It was odd, Steve wasn't used to hearing a laugh like that. Bucky normally had a shallow chuckle or a couple of eruptions, but as of now, he had to support himself on the wall because his legs grew weak with laughter.

A few strands of hair that escaped his hair came down and covered his teary eyes as his smile brightened his cheeks and his nose scrunched up. He slowly came to his senses. "Why the hell is wrong with 'ya, jerk?" Steve asks assuming he is just making fun of him.

"I don't think I would want this one in my bed, " Bucky sighs as he slowly stands back up straight and tall. "What do ya' mean? She ugly?" Steve asks and Bucky shakes his head, "On the contrary, she is quite beautiful with an even more beautiful soul, "

Steve was now very confused. How could she be as beautiful and wonderful as he describes but not be attracted to her? Well, alright jerk, who is it?" Steve asks, crossing two sickly pale, skinny arms over a fragile chest of ribs.

"My sister, Y/N, " Bucky says and Steve's heart stops. He has always had a little crush on you, but he didn't feel like he had a chance. You have never treated him any less than an equal to Bucky or all the other boys at school. You were rough with him, gave him a punch in the arm -a light, soft punch- but a punch and a laugh when he said something funny. You would speak highly of Steve, his spirit and soul was very admirable.

"Y/N? You sure she would want to go out with me?" Steve asks, looking down to hide the crimson blush on his pale skin. "Why wouldn't she? And by the looks of it, you would like a night out too, " he says as he takes notices of the blush stained on Steve's cheekbones.

Steve blushes even more but tries to shake it off. "Whatever Buck, " he says and Bucky lets out a shallow chuckle. "You, me, Y/N and Dolores, Friday, Valentine's Day. At the Diner at 178 Broadway, see ya there, " Bucky says as he slides back on his coat and shoes.

Steve doesn't respond he just nods.

Panic sets in. He hasn't been on a date where he actually liked the gal. Every other time it was Bucky's date and her friend. Now it was YOU and Steve was nervous, he really didn't want to mess it up. It was at moments like these where he wished he was like Bucky.

Tall, dark, beautiful eyes, smooth with a flirtatious vibe. Muscules that girls would literally drool over when they saw him down by the docks in a pair of Levi's, a ratty tank top and suspenders. The sweat would glisten down his back and chest, showing the outline of his muscles. The sweat down his arms would just make his biceps and triceps look even more profound. Now the sweat down his face would just make him look hot.

When he was in uniform, the girls drooled enough more. His outfit was tailored and fit him perfectly, the curves of his hips and shoulders showing well. The small wisps of hair that peeked out from underneath the cap.