That romantic Brooklyn man
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader
Authors note: Steve is a hopeless romantic no one can change my mind
The trail of rose petals alone set your heart on fire, but seeing what they lead to was a was different story.
You stepped into the cold night air, wrapped in one of Steve’s hoodies, briskly walking across the balcony at the top of the avengers tower. America’s golden boy was sat at the edge, his legs crossed and his fingers fidgety. There was a tall object covered with a sheet next to him, surely the surprise he mentioned in his letter. The worried look his handsome face held melted into a wide grin when he saw you, standing up and jogging over to sweep you up into his arms and squeeze you tight.
“I’m so glad you came doll” he whispered in your ear, nuzzling into the crook of your neck.
You couldn't help the laugh that bubbled in your throat "How could
I ever refuse an invitation from the captain America himself?"
That pulled a laugh from the golden boy as he placed you back down onto your feet. His laugh was the sweetest thing and his smile could brighten the darkest room. You bounced on your feet excitedly trying to stifle the urge to ask what the surprise he mentioned in his letter was.
Sensing your eagerness, he took your hand in his and lead you over the the sheeted object. In one swift motion he pulled it off to reveal the most beautiful telescope you had ever seen. You eyes snapped to him and he nodded his head before telling you the best part. "I've got it pointed at your favorite planet". Unable to help yourself, you shot forward fixing the scope to your eye and gazing through it to see the incredible rings of Saturn. It was a once in a lifetime view and yet you couldn't help but feel a pull to the man standing beside you.
Slowly pulling back you looked up into Steve's crystal blue eyes. "D-do you want a look?" you stammered "Its probably the most amazing view in the galaxy"
He smiled, moving to gaze into the telescope. His muscles rippled beneath the T-Shirt he wore, even making themselves known through his thick leather jacket. Steve gazed at the stars for a moment before pulling back and looking into your eyes, his cobalt blues kissing your soul.
"I never thought I'd get to see a sight like this" He began, reaching out to cup your face.
You couldn't fight the urge to nuzzle into his large palm, drinking in the sweet smell of swear and metal and Steve. "Its a once in a life time view" You responded, gently squeezing his fingers. Of course at this point you weren't talking about the stars anymore.
"I wasn't talking about Saturn doll"
And apparently neither was Steve.
He tipped your head forward and leaned in close enough to brush his lips with yours, but he didn't push all the way in, he wanted you to take that last little step. It was heavenly for a moment, your breath mingled with his, so minty fresh you were certain he was sucking down mints like they were the key to immortality before you arrived. It was nice where you were, this sweet moment.
You pushed in, standing on your tiptoes and wrapping your arms around his back and running your fingers through his short hair. He felt amazing under your fingertips but the kiss itself? It was.....perfect.
Steve's right hand perfectly cupped your cheek, fingers hooking behind your ear while his thumb traced your cheek bone in a gentle back and forth motion, while his left traced your side, lovingly gripping your waist. And his lips, oh that golden boys lips! So soft and sweet, so juicy and tender, and the way they pressed against yours were like they were two puzzle pieces that fit perfectly together. His tongue poked your bottom lip but not in an intrusive way, like he was trying to gain more access, it was just there, just a part of this perfect kiss.
You stayed in that moment as long as you could before you finally had to resurface for air. Pulling back you stared into his primal cobalt blue eyes, as he gripped your face with both hands, gently chuckling between you both.
You finally broke the sweet calming silence, "I think you might be the most romantic man to ever come out of Brooklyn"
He chuckled at that, looking down at his feet as that wonderfully infectious smile broke out onto his face. "Is it going to help my case if I left a rose at your desk?"
Holy hell he really was perfect.
"OK" You started taking his face in your hands "You are definitely the most romantic man in all of New York"
With that you pressed your lips against his again, drinking in That Romantic Brooklyn Man.
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