reality in motion || a hard left (from the beginning)
"Maybe you don't need to get into a relationship with her. You could just keep it casual." she shrugged, making a face at him before grinning at him, "I think any girl would jump at the chance to bang one out with Captain America." she joked, trying to diffuse the tension that was beginning to cloud over them.
"Bang one out?" he repeated her again - she couldn't tell if he truly didn't know what she meant or not, so again, she decided to put it plainly,
"Have sex with." she locked eyes with him, watching as the redness on his face returned. His Adam's apple bobbed up and down and - at his reaction, the corner of her mouth twitched up in a small smile. Over the past forty-five minutes, every time she brought up sex, he would turn red with embarrassment.
"Why do you get so red every time I mention s-e-x?" she spelled it out for him, deciding to ask him about his reaction.
"Because I'm not really used to talking about it." he answered, shifting on the couch uncomfortably. She rolled her eyes at him,
"C'mon, Cap, you're a dude." she scoffed, "I'm sure you and your buddies used to talk about it all the time." he shifted again, eyes darting away from hers.
"I never really...participated in those conversations." he admitted, looking back at her - face still as red as a cherry tomato.
"Why not?" she asked, keeping her expression neutral even though her tone suggested curiosity.
"I wasn't that kind of guy." he continued, taking in a deep breath, "I mean, before the serum, no one really wanted to...you know." he gave her a quick, small smile before ducking his head down. She felt her heart break a little at what he meant, but before she could say anything, he continued, "And then after, I just…" his brows furrowed as he tried to think of the right way to explain what he meant, "Sex is a commitment." he settled on, sounding serious.