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One Friday night, Peter wandered into the kitchen to find Tony, Natasha, Clint, Bruce, and Thor crowded around the island. "...Why is there money on the counter?" he asked. Tony grinned. "It's the 'When Will They Finally Kiss?' fund." Peter blinked. "Wait... who?" Eight fingers immediately pointed toward you and Steve. Clint slid another twenty into the pile. "I'm saying four months." Natasha smirked. "Three weeks." Bruce adjusted his glasses. "I'm... cautiously optimistic. Two months." Thor laughed loudly. "Before the next snowfall!" Peter looked horrified. "You guys are betting on Captain America kissing Y/N?" "We've been watching this slow-motion disaster for months," Tony sighed dramatically. "At this point I'm emotionally invested." Right on cue, you walked into the room. "What are you all staring at?" "Nothing," everyone answered a little too quickly. Steve entered a second later. Without thinking, he reached past everyone to grab your favorite mug before anyone else could. Without thinking, you took it from him with a quiet, "Thanks." The room fell completely silent. Tony slowly pulled out a marker and crossed out four months, replacing it with any day now. Neither you nor Steve noticed. Or maybe... You both noticed. Neither of you was ready to admit it.