@kitkatkl wanted me to make the reader a secondary character, where she was trying to get two of her friends together. Number 31, 32, And 35.
31.) “I never said this was a good idea.”
32.). “In my defense, I was left unsupervised.”
35.). “Whatever you say Captain A-cup.”
“Seriously, I think the two of them would be cute together.” You say walking towards the gym with Steve. He shook his head as he opened the door for you.
“And I think you should stay out of peoples love lives.” He responded, raising his brows at you.
“But seriously, the way they look at each other, you can’t tell me you don’t see it.” You told him stopping just inside the door, turning to look at him.
“Y/n, you’re cute you know that.” He shook his head smiling at you before giving you a brief kiss. “Stay out of it.”
“Steve.” You whined as he left. Fine, if he wasn’t going to help you, you’d do it yourself.
“Hey Nat.” You called out, walking up to the other treadmill. The red head looked over with an ear to ear grin.
“Morning.” She replied, as she jogged lightly. “How are things with you and Rogers?”
“Good.” You blushed, as you turned on the treadmill starting out at a slower pace to get warmed up. “How was the last mission?”
“It went pretty smooth, with intel Rosalyn gave us we were in and out in less then half an hour.”
“Sweet, think she’s been one of the best intel gatherers we’ve had in a while.” You stated, noticing the her head snap on your direction. “I said one of, not the best. Retract your claws.”
“She is but nothing beats getting the info out of someone face to face.” She sighed, turning her treadmill up a notch.
It was about that time you noticed the one and only James Barnes walk in. You glanced over at Natasha who’s eyes tracked him as he walked with Sam to bench press. You couldn’t help but grin to yourself, time to start laying your plan.
“Steve was saying something about us all getting together later this evening.” You said, keeping your eyes forward, you turned the dial up on the tread mill as you hit your stride.
“Really? He’s usually not the one to plan those.” Her eyes were only focused on the other assassin.
“Okay, maybe I suggested it, it would be great for all of us to get together on some down time.” You lied to her, knowing full and well that that had not been the case. In fact when Steve found out about this he would probably give you that stern look of spangled disapproval.
“It does sound like a good idea, the last time we were all together Tony’s murder robots kind of killed the fun in the room.” She stated. “Plus, we do have some new people who have joined since then. Like you.”
“And Barnes, right? He wasn’t around for that was he?” You asked, you could see her smile and shake her head.
“No, he wasn’t.” She replied.
After your exchange and work out with Natasha, you settle on convincing Barnes. He was not easily swayed, suspicious little bastard kept asking you why Steve wouldn’t just talk to him. You knew you should of went the alternative route of saying there was another mission coming up but if you did that he’d be asking yet again why Cap just didn’t tell all of them together during training.
It took you almost an hour before the man craved, finally relenting when you said it was a supersize for Steve. Lying that it was cause he needed some down time with his friends that he was always so tense, blah blah blah. Bucky agreed with that Steve was always to tense and finally agreed with you to show up later that evening down at the ‘bar’ in the compound.
Natasha going down to the bar, most likely dressed to kill, check and now Barnes, check. From there that would have to figure this all out.
“Hey, Barnes.” Natasha stated coolly as she walked into the room that held the various forms of liquor. Her deep red dress clinging to her form for dear life.
“Nat.” Barnes said nervously, his head snapping up. He glanced over at her, his eyes taking her in, she strutted over towards his spot at the bar where he sat.
“Thought I would be late, y/n said eight but I see we’re the only two here.” She smiled walking behind the car grabbing a bottle off the shelf.
“Really she told me nine.” He chuckled shaking his head as he watched her pour herself a drink holding the bottle up him, offering him a silent drink to which he nodded.
“She really should get her stories straight next time. What she’d tell you this lie was about?” Natasha asked, seeing through your plan now.
“That Steve needed down time with how stressed he’s been lately. Which was quite entertaining to ask him about.” He laughed lightly looking at her as he took a sip.
“Poor girl, you didn’t throw her under bus, did you?” Natasha laughed putting her hand on his.
“Oh, you bet your ass I did.” He responded with a smirk. “Though I do give her credit for attempting to pull one over on us.”
“She’d make a terrible spy if she can’t see we’re already together.” She jested, leaning forward brushing her lips against his.
Steve settled in the couch next you as you kept your nose in book. He gently placed his hand on your knee finally grabbing your attention.
“Did you ever think putting two assassins in the same room, who already knew each other from back in a time neither of them want to remember, wasn’t a good idea?” He asked calmly, you glanced up at him. “If they rehash the past, it could get quite ugly.”
“Uh.” You stated, your eyes going wide millions of scenarios running through your head.
“It really wasn’t a good idea.”
“I never said it was a good idea.” You finally spoke.
“We already talked about this.” He breathed leaning back his face become serious.
“In my defense, I was left unsupervised.” You stated, running your hands through your hair groaning.
“Lucky for you, they been dating for five months and don’t need your well, but misguided, intervention.” He smiled slowly at you.
“What?!” Your eyes snapped back to him.
“Yeah, they’ve been dating longer then we have.” Now he grinning at you, suddenly you felt like an idiot, not seeing the obvious signs.
“How’d you find out that I was trying to set them up?”
“I think you forget sometimes that Buck is my best friend, he came to me worried about my well being.” He leaned forward hooking his arm behind your waist laying his head in your lap. “That was fun explaining you playing matchmaker to him. I haven’t laughed that hard in a long time.”
“Whatever you say Captain A-cup, I was right about them liking each other.” You mumbled.
“Oh, come on, you’re not upset they were already together, are you?” He asked, looking up at you.
“No,” you sighed, running you fingers through his hair, dragging your nails against his scalp. “I’m upset Nat didn’t say anything and I made a fool of myself.”
“You’re too cute.” He sighed, chuckling to himself. “You tried so hard too.”
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