"In the car I just can't wait
To pick you up on our very first date"
Steve sat in the passenger's seat. Knees shaking hysterically. His hands hugged a beautiful crimson red rose. Tony noticed this as he made a stop at a red light.
"Shit, Spangles. Why are you so nervous?" asked Tony, smirking, already knowing the answer.
'M-me? N-nervous?" he stuttered.
"Uh, no. The hobo knocking on my window asking for money" replied Tony sarcastically. "Of course you!"
Steve frowned. "You know how I feel about (f/n). A-and I really like her. A-and I'm going on a date with her and-" he rambled on.
"Yeah, I get it. You're crazy for this chick. But here's the thing, if you're gonna get this chick, you gotta play it cool, like me! Have a few laughs, maybe a few drinks. Afterwards bring her back to your place, seduce her and-"he was immediately cut off.
"I'm not trying to get intimate with her, Tony!" yelled Steve.
"Well, excuse me for trying to get you laid, Mr. 90-year old virgin!"
Steve took a deep breath. "Tony, I really like her. I want to develop a relationship with her. She's not some toy that I'll play with for a few hours and throw away once I'm bored with it. I'm not like you".
"Ouch. Well, good luck to ya ! 'Cuz we're here!"announced Tony.
"Already?!" exclaimed Steve.
Quickly, Tony pushed him out the car and drove away. Steve frowned as he got up to his feet, brushing himself off. Nervously, he made his way to your front door. Standing in front of the door, he couldn't find himself knocking on the door. Instead, his knees shook violently. He took a few deep breaths before developing some courage to knock on the door. It wasn't long until you opened the door. Steve froze at your sight. You wore a beautiful yellow sundress slightly above your knee with black flats. Your (h/l) (h/c) neatly combed. No make up! Why hide that beautiful face of yours behind a mask?
Steve opened his mouth to speak, but no words came out. You giggled.
"Hello Steve." you greeted him.
"H-hi (F/n)." He mentally face-palmed himself for stuttering. Remembering the rose he held, he quickly and nervously handed it to you. You smiled and thanked him for it.
"So, are you ready?" he asked, thanking God silently for not stuttering.
You nodded and closed the door behind you.
"Is it cool If I hold your hand?
Is it wrong if I think it's lame to dance?
Do you like my stupid hair?
Would you guess that I didn't know what to wear?"
As the both of you walked down a sidewalk, Steve couldn't help but wonder what you thought of him. Y'know, his appearance. Poor little Steve becomes really insecure around a gorgeous gal like you. As if you could read minds, you turned to him and said-"You look really handsome,Captain." A slight blush creeped up on yours and Steve's cheeks. He wore dress shoes, a pair of slacks, a white tucked in t-shirt and a leather jacket.
"You look pretty!" his voice cracked. "N-no! I mean, you look gorgeous! Beautiful!" Steve panicked a bit.
You chuckled at the man's inability to speak with women.
"Steve, don't be nervous. Just let loose a bit." you assured him as your arm found it's way around his. This surprised him a bit. Eventually he relaxed.
"Right. So… Dinner?"
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"I'm too scared of what you think
You make me nervous so I really can't eat"
"I'll just have the steak." stated Steve.
"Good choice, sir. And for the beautiful lady?" replied the waiter.
You smiled at the 'beautiful lady' comment. "I'll have the (food name)."
The waiter wrote down your order before rushing off to the kitchen. There was silence for the next 20 minutes.
'I'm guessing this is your first date." you said, breaking the silence.
"Huh? What? Oh, no! Of course not! I've been on plenty dates! I-" he stopped himself when realizing he was making a fool of himself. "…Yes"
You laughed. "Steve, relax. This is my first date too. There's no need to be nervous around me."
"Besides, we're always hanging out. What difference does this make?" you added.
'If only you knew how much i liked you…' thought Steve.
"Heh. Yeah." he replied.
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"Let's go, don't wait
This night's almost over
Honest, let's make this last forever
Forever and ever, let's make this last forever
Forever and ever, let's make this last forever"
"Steve! Where are we going?!" you questioned, excitedly.
"You said to let loose, right? Let's go to an Amusement park!"
You were somewhat amazed at the joy in his voice. He's never been this happy. Hell, the man isn't even into Amusement parks. This was gonna be fun!
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"When you smile I melt inside
I'm not worthy for a minute of your time
I really wish it was only me and you
I'm jealous of everybody in the room
Please don't look at me with those eyes
Please don't hint that your capable of lies
I dread the thought of our very first kiss
A target that I'm probably gonna miss"
Steve held his stomach, feeling queasy after getting off the roller coaster. You jumped in front of him happily.
"Whoop! That was fun! What's next?" you asked, the sides of your mouth curving up to form a smile. That queasy feeling immediately disappeared. Instead, it filled up with butterflies.
'If you intend on doing anything, find a private place. Or somewhere you two can be alone.' Steve recalled Tony's words. But Steve being Steve, was oblivious to what Tony really meant. His eyes caught sight of the ride that stood out in their surroundings.
"There" he pointed towards the Ferris Wheel.
Once inside, the ride began slowly turning around. You looked down at the people and sights below. They all looked so tiny. It made you feel… powerful. Like a giant! But Steve didn't bother to look below. He took a quick glance of you before looking down at his shifting feet.
'It's now or never, Rogers!' he yelled mentally.
Unfortunately, you spoke first.
"Steve?"
"Yes, (f/n)?"
"Close your eyes"
'Is she going to kiss me?' he thought.
"Why?" he questioned.
"Just do it."
Steve closed his eyes, and puckered his lips a bit. 5 seconds…. 10 seconds… 15 seconds…. Nothing ever happened.
"Open them." you ordered. Slowly, Rogers opened his eyes to find you smiling at him. His face was covered in red. Had he gotten the wrong message? Had he SENT the wrong message? But that's when he noticed something in your hands. He looked at your hands and then at you.
"What is it?" he asked, unable to look away from your amazing (e/c) eyes. Anybody could lose themselves in those eyes. They could make anyone feel awesome. Fantastic. It's those eyes that could make anyone's sense of feeling come to a halt.
Your hands opened up, revealing a handmade bracelet. Funny how it's usually the guy who gives the girl this kind of stuff. The bracelet read 'SPANGLES'. Oddly enough, Steve blushed at this. Although he hated the nickname, in which Tony had given him, he liked the fact that you took time from your daily basis to make him something. He studied it for a bit, smiling.
"Do you like it?" you asked shyly.
Steve smiled. "Very much. Thank you" He then grabbed it and placed it around his wrist. That's when he remembered his mission. The confession. He opened his mouth, but closed once the ride stopped. A man opened the small door.
"Rides over, children."he said, smirking.
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"Let's go, don't wait
This night's almost over
Honest, let's make this last forever
Forever and ever, let's make this last forever
Forever and ever, let's make this last forever"
"This was a wonderful day, Steve." you said, making your way to the front door with Steve next to you.
"I'm glad you enjoyed it." he replied, smiling.
Both of you stopped at the doorway, but turned and stared at each other. You were half-expecting him to do something. But that something never happened.
'Well, (f/n), I should probably be going. Hopefully we can meet up again." he said turning around, ready to leave. A hole of sadness began digging inside him. Why couldn't he do it? You two were alone. No distractions. This was the perfect moment. But no. He was too nervous. Too much of a coward. And he hated himself for it.
"Steve" you called.
He turned around, only for a pair of soft lips to meet his cheek. A deep shade of red painted his face.
"I like you too." you confessed, smiling.
"But, how?" he said, confused.
"Tony." you replied, smirking. Steve smiled and made sure to remind himself to thank Tony later.
"So I guess this isn't the last you want to see of me?"said Steve, smirking. You laughed and shook your head.
"I'll see you later." you said, walking back inside.
Steve smiled, turning around, ready to leave. And sure enough, Tony was park in front of your house, waiting for Steve.
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Listening to: Mayday Parade
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Reading: My awesome fan-fics
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Watching: Al Diablo Con Los Guapos
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Eating: Cake
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Drinking: Dr. Pepper
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