Bad Intentions (Steve Rogers x Reader)

Chapter 3

It's been less than a week and I have already befriended all of the avengers, especially Clint. Now it's time to become more than friends with Steve.

I walk into the kitchen wearing only a t-shirt of Steve's that I "found". I see Tony do a double take, probably because the shirt I'm wearing is covering just enough to leave the mind wondering.

"(Y/n), have you run out of clothes? I'm not complaining though, I like the view," Tony says to me with a sarcastic tone, but a serious look.

Steve looks up from the newspaper he was reading and slightly blushes.

Tony notices Steve blushing and says, "Cap, it seems like you like the view too," as he walks out of the room

Steve's blush deepens as he chuckles to try and brush the comment off.

"Nice shirt (Y/n), where did you find that at?" Steve says implying that he knows it's his shirt but he is not upset with me wearing it.

I slightly laugh and brush my (h/c) hair out of my face. I slowly walk up to the table Steve is sitting at and prop myself up on the table next to him.

"Steve," I say in my most seductive voice, "do you think you could show me your favorite spots in New York today?"

He smiles and looks down at his newspaper and says, "Why don't you have your buddy Clint show you around?"

I smile softly and lean close to his ear and whisper, "I want you to take me". I back up as his blue eyes meet my (e/c) ones. I rest my hand on top of his and say, "So?"

Flustered, he gets up and says, "Does 5:00 work for you?" I nod at him and he walks off towards his room. I go to the fridge to get something to eat and see Natasha walk in.

"So (Y/n), tell me more about yourself. And this time not about your favorite food and color," Nat says as she sits down.

I laugh and say, "What would you like to know?"

"I don't know. Anything really. Your childhood, maybe?"

"Oh boy, where do I start," I laugh nervously. Nat gives me a reassuring look that makes me feel comfortable enough to keep going, "well, when I was four I watched my parents get murdered. My aunt took me in, but wasn't too much of a parental figure. She and her husband pretty much mistreated me my whole life. Luckily I was able to leave the situation and begin my own life".

Nat gives me a sympathetic look and tells me a little about her past life. We talked for about an hour and discovered we are quite similar. This new "friendship" I have with Nat will definitely benefit the mission.

Nat leaves to go train, so I decide to go hangout with Clint until it's time for me to get ready.