Youre in the Tower's kitchen with Steve, listening to him talk about avengers stuff in his "Captain America professionalism" or whatever he calls it. But you? You're just admiring without him noticing, as per usual, the way he is standing there with his broad shoulders in the tight shirt. You already know what you need to do. You slowly tilt your head to the side, a soft barley-there smirk on your lips as you drawl out "Captain.." to him. His weakness.