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just a little kiss for me - steve rogers x reader

"Tony, I love that you're doing this for charity, but are these booths really necessary?" Rhodey sighed, pinching his nose in exasperation as he stood in front of the whiteboard. The plan was simple, well as simple as a Tony Stark plan could be, and resembled a high-school fair.

"It's all part of the experience honeybear" Tony grinned, before angling his body to face the rest of the room, "by the end of this week I expect you all to have chosen a booth to man-"

He was cut off as Clint jumped out of his seat, arms flailing in the air, "I dibs the darts booth!"

You snorted at his enthusiasm, watching as Tony wrote Clint's name next to the booth in bold letters.

"Okay, anyone else wanna chose now?"

"Where am I most likely to talk to women?" Sam asked, leaning back in his chair with a grin, wiggling his eyebrows at you teasingly.

"You'd have better luck trying to flirt with a bird Sammy" you sniggered, reaching over to pat him on the shoulder teasingly.

"Naw, don't sell him short" Natasha said, joining in with the teasing, "I'd like to see him try and flirt with a normal girl for once"

Rhodey just shook his head at your antics, writing Sam's name next to the ticket booth, "There, plenty of opportunities there for you Sam"

"To embarrass himself, sure" Bucky whispered, dodging Sam's slap with a cheeky grin.

"Children! Children! Please, no fighting" Tony smirked, "If no one else is gonna pick today then that's the end of the meeting. Just remember if you don't pick by the end of this week, I'll pick for you, and trust me I'll make it horrible for you"

You exchanged a pained look with Wanda, knowing that you had to stay behind for a few minutes at the end to talk with Steve about the mission debrief.

'You'll be fine' she mouthed, sending another pitiful look before leaving the room with the rest.

After a few moments, you looked up at Steve, a shy smile on your face.

"Hey"

He just chuckled, crossing his arms over his chest good-naturedly, "don't think you're gonna wriggle your way out of this one"

Huffing, you threw your head back with a groan.

"Fine!"

Laughing again, Steve pushed the file across the table, "You need to fill out the forms, I will be checking them before you put them into Fury so don't even try to lie"

"I don't see what the big deal is!"

"You jumped off a roof" he deadpanned "of a skyscraper. Without a parachute"

""You do stuff like that all the time!"

"After I've planned ahead! If Tony hadn't have caught you you'd be dead on a sidewalk right now" he paused for a second, taking a deep breath before slapping his lap and standing up from his chair, pointing at the folder, "So. Fill out the forms"

"Sir yes sir"

He raised an eyebrow, trying to look unimpressed despite the grin pulling at his lips.

"Just do the paperwork" he sighed, fond exasperation bleeding into his tone.

The large field that Tony had rented out was already becoming packed with guests, the event open to the public in hopes of raising even more money and awareness. (Also Natasha had told Tony that if she had to deal with those 'stuck up rich pricks one more time he'll earn a knife to the eye' and the billionaire had believed her)