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Young Lady, You’re Scaring Me

(Steve Rogers x Reader)

You’ve been in love with Steve for, well, ever, but he never seems to notice you. So in desperation you ask Tony for advice…yeah, totally not a good idea.

Words: 2138 Warnings: language! daft fluff mainly. :)

The lights were giving you a headache, the code was giving you a headache, the fact you couldn’t stop being distracted by thoughts of Steve; that was driving you crazy. For the last year, your feelings for him had grown and he seemed oblivious. He’s so hard to read, always so professional never giving anything away. You glance across the lab to your best friends, you could ask for help?

“Hey, Tony?”

“Yesss?”

“Can I ask your advice on something?”

“Ooh, is this serious? I’m guessing this isn’t about the new suits?” Tony grinned and jumped on his chair, sliding over to you a mischievous look of interest in his eyes.

“Say you really liked someone, but they never notice you? What would you do?”

“Oh, y/n I’m flattered, but Pepper and I have just got back together-”

“Not you, you idiot!” You grinned shoving him, he spins away and Bruce chuckles giving you a rolling eyes smile. Maybe you should have kept your mouth shut? You took off your glasses and pinched your nose.

“I have a few ideas, you know, master of relationships here…" Tony grinned, rolling his chair back to you, “but I gotta know who he is first.”

“No way. You’ll just laugh.”

“Me?” he feigned offence, “I need to tailor my advice y/n, now spill it.”

“Tell me or I’ll find out. Either way, I’m gonna know." He pokes you with every word and you bat his hands away in a fit of giggles.

"It’s Steve….” you whispered and he got closer pretending not to hear you.

“It’s who?”

“Steve! I’m in love with Steve ok?!”

“Really?! Capsicle?” his eyes go wide, covering his mouth in mock-surprise.

“Yes, really and he doesn’t know I exist.”

“Well it’s going to be hard getting past his chastity belt,” Tony falls about laughing, “nobody’s ever got into them britches!”

“Will you help me or not?”

“Just…britches!..Give me a minute!”

—

Hours later you were busy finalizing code when Tony suddenly shouted in your direction.

“Better hide y/n!”

“Eh?”

“Cap’s on his way in.”

“You wouldn’t?”

“You want an answer don’t you?!”

“Tony Stark!"

"Five seconds till he walks in…”

“I hate you!” You complained but ran out of sight anyway, hiding behind a prototype suit.

“No you don’t! Turn your com on.”

“Yes I do!” You shout just before Steve walks in, heading straight to Tony.

“What is it Stark?"

"Hmm? Oh yeah, I need to test the new recall mechanism on your suit, it’s been malfunctioning?”

“Right? and you needed me here?”

“Yes,” he pulls Steve over and messes with his suit, it’s obvious he’s not really doing anything, to you anyway, “Sooo, Steve…”

God, was he going to be this obvious? You cringed from around the corner.

“Stark? Do you have something you wanna tell me?”

“How about y/n…?”

“Y/n? What has she got to do with my suit?”

“Nothing…except she wants you out of it and in her bed…” If Steve heard that you would actually shove Steve’s shield up Tony’s-

“She’s hot right? Like smart, cute hot with the glasses and…”

“Aren’t you and Pepper a couple again?”

“Yes, that’s not my point.”

“Then what is?” Steve said, getting fed up. Seriously, Tony, you could do a better job of this!

“Do you like her? I ship it.”

“What? Why do you, I’m not…ship?" he blushed and got all awkward before composing himself.

"Are you done?”

Steve tests the recall, of course it works and Tony nods. Steve walks out and Tony runs over to you.

“Did you see how flustered the old guy got?” he giggles and you shove him, “He so likes you…”

“How obvious can you be Tony? Why did I ask you for help?”

“Capsicle’s melting y/n!”

—

“Are you sure about this?"

Tony had Nat sworn to secrecy, her dressing you up in some of her clothes.

"You wanna get in his pants, you have to take control.”

“I’m not throwing myself at him, Tony.”

“You might have to.”

“He doesn’t seem the type to go for all this though…” you frown down at the heels and clingy dress you were wearing, your eyes itching from the contacts he’d convinced you to wear. How did Nat walk in these heels never mind kill people?

“...and has your ‘scientist chic’ worked so far?"

Did he actually just do air quotes?

"No-”

“Well, go on, knock him dead…figuratively!”

Tony pushed you through the door giving you a thumbs up, and you stumble into the common room where Steve and Bucky are eating and talking. Your heart beating so fast you thought it might explode in your chest. You took out your lunch as usual and as usual, neither of them noticed you.

“Hi guys.” The confidence you wanted to project only comes out as a whisper and Tony rolls his eyes and sighs at you from the doorway.

“What the?” Bucky spits out his drink and Steve glances up confused, not quite the expression you were going for.

Feel your resolve fading the longer they stare at you and you just stand there staring back at them.

“Y/n? trying out a new look huh?” Bucky mumbled.

“Yeah, its…" You wobble your way to the empty chair and start eating lunch. You notice Steve looking and lean over the counter like Tony told you puffing out your chest. What did you have to lose at this point?

"So Steve, I er, wanted to…" you glance up and smile only meeting his eyes for a second before he coughs and jumps up.

"Got to go, got training, yep, training.” he runs out of the kitchen you facepalm the counter, well that went well.

“Nice try doll,” Bucky gets up to leave too, winking back at you as he leaves, “you scrub up nice."

Tony pats you on the back, "There there, plan b?”

—

“Wake up!”

“Come on sleeping beauty!”

The annoying voice invades your sleep and your eyes reluctantly open. What the hell did he want? He’s interrupting a perfect dream, you and Steve on a date to Disney World...

“Urgh, fuck off Tony!”

“Steve’s in the gym alone, you need to go down there.”

You sit up rubbing your eyes, trying to adjust to the darkness and checking the time.

“Tony, why would I be walking through the gym at 5am?”

“Just do it, trust me.”

“Urgh, fine.” You yawn grabbing a hoodie and shorts and wandering out of your room.

“You could have brushed your hair.”

“Say one more thing…”

You pause as you walk into the gym. Steve’s lifting weights, his abs gleaming with sweat and you lick your lips, entranced.

“Oh…”

“See, told you. Now when he looks over try to look sexy.”

“Sexy? How?”

Steve stops what he's doing, putting the bar back and looking up to you with a confused smile, “Y/n?”

What were you doing? Right. Sexy. Look sexy. Got it.

“Hey.” You start to walk over, swaying your hips - Nope, not got it!

You don't see the treadmill and go flying, the thud of your ass meeting the floor echoing around the gym. Steve runs over to see if you’re okay but all you can hear is Tony’s hysterical laughter in your ear.

“I’m okay.”

“You took quite a fall there.” Steve’s trying to hold in a laugh and his bare chest is way up close to you. So close you want to reach out and touch him.

“Yep.” You manage to squeak out before legging it out of there, mortified.

When you get to the lab, Tony and Bruce are watching the footage of you. You storm in and click it off and cross your arms seething at Tony.

“You know I’m gonna keep that cctv right?” He smirks and you groan.

“I thought you were supposed to be helping? Now he just thinks I’m crazy!”

“But he has noticed you…”

“I’m just going to give up while I have a tiny bit of dignity left.” Bruce chuckles and you send him a glare, he holds his hands up.

“Wait, just one more idea. Please?”

You look back to Bruce for support but he shrugs going back to his work.

“He likes you y/n. I know it.”

“Argh…fine!” Even as you uttered the words you had the feeling you’d regret them.

—

IronTone: be in the gym at 9. America’s ass is teaching you self-defence techniques with the new recruits. ;)

You peered down at your phone in confusion. Tony had already taught you enough to get yourself out of trouble, not that you’d ever been near any action in all the years you’d worked for him anyway.

Y/n: He agreed to that? How?

IronTone: I used my charm of course

Y/n: You have charm? :p

IronTone: Really y/n

I just said he’s the only man for the job, and I'm worried about your safety

after all, it’s dangerous being around me all the time

Y/n: Wow

IronTone: I know, I’m a genius

I’ve left a little something in your closet, don’t forget your com

This was too far, there’s no way you could do this one. It was too much, too obvious. Even by Tony's standards. You held up the vest crop top thing and some skimpy shorts, how could you wear these? this couldn’t be what the recruits wore they were like something from the 80′s.

Sighing you tried them on, cringing at yourself in the mirror and putting your com in your ear.

“Get your ass down there.”

“Isn't this a bit?”

“You look great, now move.”

With a groan, you head to the gym and it’s really busy. Curiously with most of the avengers training, the recruits chatting and watching them. One after another they turn to look at you.

“Tony, everyone’s looking at me.” You whisper into your com awkwardly standing behind the group of recruits, they’re all dressed in joggers and t-shirts, whispering between themselves.

“Look sharp here he comes.”

Steve heads over, searching the recruits for you and you give him a smile and wave.

“Hey guys, today we’re-erm,” his eyes go wide, looking you over, “erm, we’re covering self-defence again today.”

He collects himself, giving you a quick smile and turning back to the recruits, “Partner up and go over what we’ve learnt so far. Y/n you’re with me.”

“Good start, y/n.”

“But I didn’t do anything.”

The recruits all busy themselves starting to train and your stomach flips when Steve guides you over to a mat.

“Quick pretend your lace is undone,” you crouch down messing with your laces and Tony groans, “for god's sake not like that!”

“How am I supposed to know?!” You hiss, standing up again, Steve giving you a funny look.

“You okay?”

You bite your lip and nod, his eyes going to your lips, “So...yep, let’s start with the basics.”

Wait, did that actually work?

But it was the only sign. After that, he was as professional as could be. No matter what Tony told you to try, nothing phased him. Not even when you asked him to show how to break a headlock, though you had to admit you enjoyed that one.

“I think that lip thing was just a fluke, can I go home yet?”

You took a quick drink break, gulping the water down. You were less than unfit and all this was making you start to sweat.

“Hang on, do that again.”

“Do what?”

“Drink, let a little water dribble down your…”

You take another drink, ignoring Tony’s dribble comment, but you do notice Steve watching you from the mat, “You ready to go again?”

“Of course.”

“Make him catch you, always works.” Tony suggests, and you roll your eyes.

“So I have to hold my arm like this?” Steve nods and moves to attack you, while you ‘accidentally’ trip over the edge of the mat and fall backwards with a yelp. Steve catches you with one hand around your waist, bringing you back up against him.

“Wow, nice reflexes,” You smirk, “you really saved me there.”

“Now go for the kill.” Tony whispers, why you don't know as only you can hear him.

“Maybe we should have started slower.”

His voice is a little shaky and you let one hand drift down his arm, leaning close to whisper in his ear, “I was thinking, maybe you could teach me more in private?”

This time you do fall, when he jumps away from you.

"What the…young lady, you’re scaring me!”

Young lady?!

“Fuck it! I give up!”

Hear his gasp, more shocked at your outburst than what you’d just done. You pick yourself up and start walking away from him, yanking the com out of your ear as you go.

"Language!” Steve shouts after you, getting the attention of the rest of the team and the other recruits, they all turn to wattch you both, nothing but amusement in their eyes.

“English!” You shout back.

“Actually that was German!” he shouts, pausing before he shouts again, “Why are we shouting?!”

You turn back to him as the room erupts into laughter, “Why do you think?! God Steve!”

You’d made an idiot out of yourself for the last time. You had your answer and you weren’t sticking around to see Tony and the others laughing at you.

Before you get to the exit, Steve pulls you away to the side, "Y/n I’m flattered, but what’s got into you?"

Flattered? Well, if that doesn’t make you feel even worse.

"I told Tony you didn’t see me like that, but he was convinced you liked me!”

“You? What?" Steve chuckles and you take it wrong storming off.

"Hey, wait.”

Steve holds your arms rubbing them, “You asked Tony Stark for relationship advice? Are you crazy?”

“Maybe a little.”

“I preferred it when you were yourself, all this crazy shit? I’m not ready for that.”

”Language.“ you smirk, too embarrassed to look him in the eyes.

"Always had a thing for shy broads, smart, cute…” he tilts your face to meet his, nose brushing yours, “I was working up to asking you to dinner and a movie.”

“Steve I’ve known you for a year, you never got past hello.”

“Yeah, it took longer than I hoped," Steve smiled and kissed you, quick and gentle, the barest touch of his lips against yours.

"So doll, will you go to dinner with me?”

—

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