@evcluticnary | cont. from here
This wasn’t a bulk supply run, this was just Steve getting a chance to be away from the kids for a bit. Not that he didn’t like them, God no he loved those kids. But they could be a lot, and there were a lot. He also wanted something different for dinner than was being prepared for the kids, so that meant he had to get his own supplies.
So he was on his own in the grocery store browsing the shelves and refrigerated cases. Maybe he should’ve brought Jamie, the kid could’ve split up into five of himself and found everything within ten minutes. But then again that would’ve defeated the purpose of coming alone.
But then Steve felt it. The feeling of being watched that had never failed him before. He glanced to the side, seeing the young man there. “Sorry, am I in the way?” Was his cart too far into the aisle instead of to the side? He scooted it over a bit just to be safe.
Adrian glanced down at the grocery list Jackie had handed him before he left home, as if it might have grown longer in the two minutes since he’d last looked at it. Nope, it still read, “tampons, Advil, CHOCOLATE!!” and nothing else. He shook his head fondly and dropped the list back into his cart, which already had copious amounts of all three items in it, deeciding to supplement the list with the ingredients for his mom’s famous risotto, Jackie’s favorite from his culinary repertoire. The situation definitely warranted it.
He had just turned his cart into the aisle for rice when Adrian saw him. At first, he assumed it was just his overactive imagination seeing things that weren’t there. After all, Jackie had quizzed him on the the man just two days ago for her latest Youtube video. On second glance, he would probably turn out to be a seventy-year-old woman, not Captain Freaking America standing in the middle of the grocery store like just another guy.
Nope, on second glance, he still looked like Captain Freaking America.
Holy -- Shit, he’s talking to me! What do I do!? Wow, he’s even hotter in person... Wait, what did he say? Shit! Quick, respond!
“I mean -- I’m Adrian! You... are standing right here in front of my eyes.” Adrian’s entire face felt like it was on fire. If this man wasn’t actually Captain America, this would be the most humiliating encounter with a stranger he’d ever had. Actually, if he was Captain America, it would still be that. Worse, even.