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Dare

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Female!Reader

Summary: As Tony Stark's assistant, you must always expect the unexpected. What you didn't expect was him asking you to play a game with his co-workers.

⚠️Warnings⚠️: Mega fluff, alcohol, brief swearing, embarrassment (idk if that counts but I'm putting it), Tony Stank being a lil shit, Steve being oblivious

Word Count: 1641

Date Posted: 10/20/2020

A/N: Hey! Sorry this is unedited, mostly because I'm writing this at 4 am. But if anyone wants to be an editor shoot me a message. This is my 2nd fic for America's ass, but I do other characters, too! I apologize for the bad pun that Mr. Stank makes, me being very wordy, and the crappy ending.

Hope you all enjoy!

You walked into Avengers tower wearing jeans and a sweater, which was much more different than the usual blouse and skirt you wore on workdays. Even though it was your day off, you received a message from your boss, Tony Stark:

Come to the tower at 7 o'clock sharp, you definitely wouldn't want to miss this. And dress casual ;)

You had shrugged off the strange invite, expecting him to show you a new gadget he and Dr. Banner had produced. But you secretly hoped to see Steve Rogers. You've had a small crush on the super soldier since you began working for Tony, and seeing him often at the tower every day only made it worse. He would give you a smile and wave whenever you passed him in the halls as you strictly kept your head down to hide your flustered expression.

As you looked around the entrance you saw the star spangled man jog towards you after hoping off the last step of the stairs. He wore a dark blue button up shirt, black pants, and that smile that made your heart swell. Before you could walk away and pretend to be there for a different reason he waved at you. Because you were raised to be a polite person you waved back, and that was your downfall. Now he knew that you saw him so you would have to talk to him.

After mumbling a string of curses to yourself, the male was now standing in before you, lightly panting, “Hey, Y/N, Stark sent me to bring you up to the living quarters for game night.”

You quirked an eyebrow, taken aback, “Game night? Why would Mr. Stark invite me?”

Steve put his hands in his pockets as a pink hue came to his cheeks, “I’m not sure, but I’m glad you’re here.” You couldn’t tell if his face was red because he ran down the stairs or if your presence had flustered him. Either way you raised a hand over your mouth to hide the dopey smile that was forming on your face.

“Thank you, Mr. Rogers, but we should probably start heading up.” You nervously chuckled. Steve regained his normal posture and stiffly nodded and started walking towards the stairs.

Right as he was about to take the first step up he felt you put a soft hand on his shoulder and froze. “Why don’t we take the elevator? Its probably quicker,” you smiled at him as you spoke and gestured towards the elevator.

“That would be good but the elevator is out of-” Steve was cut off by the sound of the nearby elevator door chiming. He tilted his head in confusion as he recalled what Tony had told him.

. . .

“Y/N is here,” Tony announced, smirking at the super soldier and patting him on the shoulder, “would you mind brining her up, old timer?” Steve held back the urge to roll his eyes and stood up. But before he could make it out of the room he heard the philanthropist call out, “Make sure you take the stairs, elevator’s out of order.”

. . .

You chuckled at the man’s expression, “When has anything in the tower not been the way Mr. Stark expected it to be?” Steve shook off the strange  and started walking with you to the elevator. Once inside, you both looked around the small space in an awkward silence.

When the elevator stopped a few stories up, one of your coworkers, Derek, walked into the space and stood between you and Steve with a suggestive smirk, “What are you doing here on your day off? Miss me too much?” You chuckled at his antics, he had always play flirted with you. The first time it happened you both laughed and he told you he did it to everyone to make his boyfriend jealous. But Steve didn’t know that.

“Of course, I just had to see you,” you teased with a wink. You saw the playfulness in Derek’s eyes as he wrapped an arm around your shoulders and pulled you into a hug. What you couldn’t see was Steve’s deathly glare towards the other male.

Who the hell was the guy flirting on you, he thought. After the initial frustration passed, his fear set in. Why didn’t you ever look at him that way, he asked himself. Ever since the 40′s Steve was used to ladies picking every other guy over him. Even after the serum, the insecurity stayed with him and turned him into that kid from Brooklyn again.

Derek finally left the cramped space after going up a few more floors. You and Steve continued ascending the tower in a tense silence before the elevator rang and you eagerly followed Steve to the rest of the group.

Tony was the first to greet you. “I’m glad you could make it, I hope capsicle didn’t bore you on the way up,” the playboy said, making you chuckle and Steve blush. “Lucky for us it is my turn to choose the game for tonight,” he stated with a suspiciously excited smile, “come in and take a seat!”

After a few minutes of introductions and small talk, you ended up sitting next to Thor and Bucky. You noticed both of them were slightly shivering but trying to cover it up. Just as you were about to ask him to turn down the A/C, Tony clapped his hands as he addressed the room. “All right everybody, the game that we will be playing tonight is... truth or dare!” Half of the room’s inhabitants groaned while the others rolled their eyes.

Natasha leaned back in her seat and crossed her arms, “That’s juvenile, even for you.” Tony snickered and took a seat, “It was my turn to pick so you guys have to do it. Anyways, who wants to go first?”

. . .

Sam squealed as Bucky dumped a glass of ice down his shirt, "You son of a bitch!" The winter soldier snickered and ran for the door, his friend close behind. You let out a laugh as you continued to shiver under the A/C.

"I believe it is your turn, Stark," Thor exclaimed as he took another drink from his Asgardian mead.

Tony smirked as he glanced at you and faced Steve. "Alright, Rogers, truth or dare?"

Steve sighed, "Truth."

"Come on, you've been picking that all game. But now I have something you certainly don't want me to ask you." Tony gestured towards you, who was now trying to hold back a shiver.

Steve tried to get a word out but ended up dropping his head in embarrassment, "Dare, please."

Tony stood up with a broad smile and spoke almost as if he was speaking to the entire room, "Final answer?"

Steve gave a defeated nod before he spoke again, "Fantastic, I dare you to sit on Y/N's lap for the rest of the game."

The room went silent. You hadn’t been paying close attention but you knew exactly what you heard. Desperate for any kind of way to get out of this situation, you looked around the room to find everyone but Steve looking calm. The super soldier could barely keep eye contact with you when he too looked around for help as his face turned a deeper red.

Both of you ended up laying your eyes on Tony. “Get to it soldier, I mean she’s been freezing the entire game. Might as well be a human torch and heat her up,” he ordered. Steve was about to protest when the other man held up a hand, “We all agreed to the rules so no backing out.”

After a few more minutes of the two arguing about the dare, Steve gave up and walked over to you and did everything he could to not meet your eyes. “I’m really sorry, Y/N. I won’t do it if you aren’t comfortable with-” you hesitantly cut him off, “Its ok, Mr. Rogers.”

After silently debating what to do in his mind, he softly nodded and sat down. The tension was cut by Tony clapping, “Now that wasn’t so hard. Dr. Banner it is your turn next.”

The team went through a few more people before ending up talking, which you and Steve did not notice. You hated to admit it but he was very warm. The man in your lap brought your attention to him when he spoke to you in a whisper, “I’m really sorry. I know you have a boyfriend and I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

You furrowed your eyebrows, “Boyfriend?”

“The guy from the elevator?” Your eyes went wide before you let out a quiet chuckle. “That was Derek, he is just a friend from work. Plus he is definitely not as warm as you.”

“Well that is good to know.”

“Maybe now you can take her on a date now instead of moping around,” Tony chimed in.

You both looked at the other Avengers before you spoke up, “Did you plan this?”

“Of course I did,” Natasha gave Tony a pointed look, “well I planned most of it and these guys helped, and Derek even did it for free.”

You smiled and felt your face heat up as Steve stood up and sat next to you. He sheepishly smiled before turning towards you, “Is there a chance that you are free Saturday?”

“Only if there is a chance this is you asking me out.”

“Then its a date,” he wrapped an arm around you and the evening continued with the team talking while you and Steve fell asleep on the couch.

. . .

“Tony, Steve’s going to be pissed,” Natasha whispered as Tony took a picture of you nuzzling your head in the crook of Steve’s neck while he had his arms protectively wrapped around your waist.

“Eh, he’ll get over it.”

Reid: *gets a new haircut*

Morgan: I like ya cut g

Reid: *aggressively slapped in the back of the head*

Zutara week 2019 Day 7 -  Easier I suspect that I misinterpreted the meaning of the word “easier”, but anyway

The Afterparty

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Female!Reader

Summary: After one of Tony Stark's parties, you need to recharge your social battery. Luckily, you don't have to be alone to do that.

⚠️Warnings⚠️: Fluff, lil bit of angst, mentions of anxiety, depression, & panic attacks

Word Count: 686

Date Posted: 10/3/2020

A/N: Hey y'all! This is my first drabble so please give me some constructive criticism if you can. Also, if you have a request for mw to write please let me know!

This Stark party was no different than the rest. You met with a few celebrities, exchanged autographs, watched people get drunk off of the expensive liquor, and felt alone despite so many people.

Luckily, your boyfriend of 5 months, Steve, stayed by your side the entire time. Whenever you felt your anxiety start to rise in your chest you would hold his hand and he would rub his thumb along your knuckles as you tried to avoid strangers eyes.

Even though you hated these parties, you were told to attend because it would make the Avengers look better. "You know there are other ways to look good without it being a party," you said under your breath once the decision was made.

"I'll be with you the whole time, doll," Steve whispered as he wrapped his arms around your waist.

You sighed, the memory had distracted you from the loud gossip between people who barely knew you and you were removed from the quiet bliss of your mind by a familiar hand being placed on your back. "Are you ok?" Steve asked.

You softly shook your head and Steve instinctively kissed your cheek and squeezed your hand. "Do you want to go up to our room?" You gave a small nod as you both started moving towards the elevator.

Once inside the cramped space, Steve cupped your face. You moved your eyes from the floor to his face and gave him a tired smile. His eyebrows were furrowed in a way that made you melt because you knew from the worried expression that he cared.

Up until that moment you had felt like you were alone despite so many people. Now you felt like the whole world because of the man in front of you.

You were just about to say something before the elevator doors had opened. Steve walked you down to your shared room. He opened the door for you and you immediately went in the direction of your bedroom.

While you were removing your make-up, Steve was getting you a glass of water and a small bowl of your favorite snack. When he returned he saw you in a tank top and pajama bottoms slowly getting under the covers. He jogged over to your nightstand and quietly put down what he had brought for you.

The male hurriedly took of his formal attire and changed into a pair of sweatpants. Carefully getting under the covers, Steve was immediately wrapped in your arms as you let out a shaky breath.

Laying your head in the crook of his neck, you let your eyes close as you felt him run his fingers up and down your back. You caught a scent of cedarwood and nutmeg, recognizing his cologne. "How are you feeling?"

Steve was surprised to hear you ask him. "I'm felling okay, how are you feeling, sweetheart?" After all, how could he feel good when his best girl isn't?

"We don't have anything going on tomorrow right?" You ignored his question, making him sigh. At the shake of his head you hummed in acknowledgment.

"Do you want to stay in tomorrow? We can watch a movie and sleep in," Steve suggested, knowing where this was going. Nodding your head, he hummed which made you look up at him. "Did you not want to stay in?" you asked nervously.

Steve's mouth quirked into a smile, "Why would I ever want to leave the love of my life?" You felt your face heat up. Even after a month you still got flustered when he said things like that.

"I love you," you whispered before connecting your lips to his. He kissed you back, softly yet with all the passion and love he felt for you.

After a minute you both pulled away, your faces displaying a wide grin like a pair of teenagers. Your head returned to the crook of his neck, a smile not leaving your face as he said, "I love you, too."

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My friend is embarrassed and thinks she’s the only one and I said id prove her wrong.