An ongoing collection of Chris Evans x Reader one shots, also including characters of his such as Steve Rogers, Andy Barber, Ransom Drysdale and Frank Adler.
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Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader
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It was hard, being an Avenger, especially when it seemed that the Captain himself seemed to dislike you. Whatever you did, whether it was helpful to the team's efforts, he was mad at you. He never spoke to you unless it was to do with a mission, or a report that you had to fill out for Fury. Other than that, in your downtime, nothing. It was like you didn't exist to him. Natasha and Sam both told you to not worry about it, you were new. It takes Steve time to learn how to trust someone. Which you understand, it must be hard for him when everyone apart from Bucky he loved from the 1940s is now dead, and he still looks the same as he did when he was in the army at 27 years of age. But, he could at least be civil if he didn't like you, so you felt a little useful in the team.
Sam and Natasha were trying to convince you to come out on a team night out, meaning having to spend time with Steve away from work, which has never happened since you have joined the team. You know that it will end badly, meaning he will probably ignore you the entire evening and not care that you are there.
"I don't know guys...can't I just come next time?" You ask as you try to hide in your duvet as your two closest friends stand over you at the side of your bed.
"No, come tonight, we haven't had a night out in ages and it will be fun!" Natasha says as she pulls the duvet off of you, smirking a little at you unicorn pyjamas that you were wearing.
"No it won't because Steve will be there and he will bring my mood down because he hates me, and don't try to deny it because he has never said a word to me about anything but work." You say, sighing and crossing your arms over your chest.
"Have you tried speaking to him away from work?" Sam asks and crosses his own arms across his chest, raising his eyebrow at you, a small smirk gracing his face.
"I'm not stupid, of course I have! And he always avoids me or ignores my questions." You say before glaring at your two friends. You know that they will be reporting everything back to the team, to get you and Steve on at least speaking terms.
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On the other side of the compound, in Steve's room, he is glaring at Bucky as he tries to get out of the team night out.
"Buck, come on, you know I don't like the nights out, because one of you guys always gets us chucked out of the bar we are at for drinking too much..." Steve grumbles, looking back down at his book slowly.
"Hey, you know that is never me, because we can't get drunk, but come on punk, it will be good..." Bucky says and nudges the book out of Steve's hands. This earned him another glare from his best friend and before Steve could even reach to pick it up Bucky had already grabbed it to keep out of Steve's reach. "I know the only reason why you don't want to go is because of your crush on a certain new team member of ours..."
