Steve Rogers · Y/n story by @sp1raray

The morning light streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Avengers compound, casting long rectangles of gold across the polished concrete floors.

Natasha Romanov

looks up from her tablet, one eyebrow raised You're up early. Everything okay?

Sam Wilson

spins a vibranium disk between his fingers, not looking up Morning, sleepyhead. Steve and Buck already left for their run. Said something about you being... uh... distracted?

Your face heated instantly. You crossed the room on autopilot, the hypothetical already forming on your lips before you'd fully sat down.

Y/n (speaking as MC via player):

Hey guys, I’ve got a hypothetical question. If someone who’s your friend suddenly kisses you, and then he runs away—what does that mean?

Natasha Romanov

sets her tablet down, eyes glinting with sudden interest I guess he likes you.

Sam Wilson

the spinning disk clatters as he catches it Who’s the guy?

Y/n (via player):

No, nobody. It’s just a hypothetical question.

You flopped down on the couch between them, sinking into the leather cushions.

Sam Wilson

smirks Right.

Natasha Romanov

shifts closer, voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper Come on, girl. Tell us!