Afire Love (Steve/Reader)

"You want a Big Mac?" (y/n) was looking at the menu. Steve just looked at her. She was rocking on her heels again, she looked like the only thing on her mind was whether to order a number 4 or a number 7. He was pissed at Sharon, to say the least. She had no right to say any of those things or to cast her out on the street. Honestly he was glad she went with Sam, he was afraid if he left Sam alone with (y/n) he wouldn't have a chance. Wait, why would he want a chance? He would admit he liked being with her, but he couldn't possibly LIKE her could he? He watched her as she ordered, going ahead and getting him something as well. He was pretty sure she didn't know he was looking at her. Her face was softened, her guard down, her eyes darkened. It was obvious Sharon's words had gotten to her, at least the part about her sister.

"I thought you were kidding about this." He smiled at her. Such a child. She shook her head.

"Oh I never kid" She sent him a wink. She smiled proudly and grabbed their food, making her way to a near by table. She went to sit down only to have Steve pull the seat out for her. She raised an eyebrow as he scooted her in. He sat across from her and grabbed his food. She popped a fry in her mouth and looked at the man in front of her. "So you and bitch fit, huh?" He gave her a look "Sorry, I know language."

"What do you mean?"

"Do you two Fondue?" She raised her eyebrows suggestively and he almost spit out his drink

"What!" He stared at her and she started giggling. "How do you know about that! I didn't-how did-" She just shrugged her shoulders and smiled at him. He was stammering and avoiding her gaze.

"You're cute when you're flustered. Well actually you're cute no matter what, but even more so now." She just chuckled at his ever growing pink face. "You didn't answer the question."

"No, me and Agent Carter do not 'Fondue', we have a strictly professional relationship"

"Does she know?" He shook his head lightly with a laugh and looked at (y/n).

"She's a good Agent."

"hum. I'll take your word for it." She rolled his eyes at him looking around the small restaurant as she did. Her smile faded when she caught sight of the lump in the corner. "HOLE-LEE SHIT" Steve looked at her in surprise. She looked at him, back to the corner, back to him, back to the corner. "I didn't actually think-I was seriously just joking-I mean I wanted food-holy shit Rogers." She laughed in confidence and threw her feet on the table.

"(y/n) what-"

"Metal arm, long hair, cute face: 10 o'clock-mine not yours" She was smiling. He picked apart what she had said and started to put them back together. His face went from scrunched up to disbelief. He turned to his body to face the corner and saw the disheveled man hunched, eating. He stood up quickly. For the first time he realized he had no idea what to do. Did he walk right up? Did he make a scene? He took a step forward only to have (y/n) whiz past him, drink still in hand. She plopped right down next to him, leaving Bucky no room to escape. He looked up at the girl, recognition coming across his features. Steve slowly lowered himself into the seat across from him.

"I was hoping I would get to see your pretty face again, doll." Bucky smirked and gave her the old once over and a cheeky smile spread across his unshaven face. She returned the once over and smirked.

"Well doll, at first glance you're a little rough, but I can tell you now I don't exactly want to scoot away." She gave a flirty smile and Bucky laughed. Steve felt like he was right back in the 1940's, but this hurt more.

"Where'd you find the lass?" Bucky looked over to Steve with a huge smile on his face. Steve smiled, it was his Bucky.

"She's a friend." Steve was smiling like an idiot.

"Whoa hey! Just a friend?" (y/n) pretended to be hurt.

"Wait, so, you two aren't together? Good to know." Bucky flashed her a wining smile and she rolled her eyes. "So, you found me-wait, how'd you find me?" Steve looked at (y/n) with a faint smile.

"Let's just say her stomach led her to you." Bucky looked at her and she shrugged. "Bucky, this is (y/n) Romanov." He smiled.

"So are all of your companions this beautiful?" His eyes never left hers. She rolled her eyes, she'd been doing that a lot.

"Do all your friends flirt this much?" She turned her gaze to Steve who was looking at the table. He looked...left out. He looked up at her and quickly smiled.

"Wait, Steve has friends? Like more than one?" Bucky was looking between the two and they both laughed.

"Yes, speaking of, I should call Sam." (y/n) stood up and took the phone out of her pocket. "You boys don't have too much fun without me" She winked and went to talk on the other side of the restaurant. Steve followed her form as she left.

"I have seen that look before." Bucky was looking at Steve.

"What look?" Steve crinkled his nose.

"Oh come on, I've known you for years. You like her, like LIKE like her. You've only had those eyes for one other gal and you were in lo-hot damn." Steve just shook his head and laughed.

"You son of a bitch." Steve chuckled. He heard light footsteps running over to them.

'What the hell did you just say!?" (y/n) was now sitting by Steve, extremely close. A huge grin on her lips. "How did you do that!" She turned her attention to Bucky. He stared blankly at her.

'Do what?"

"Cuss! You made him cuss! I've been trying for hours!" She turned her attention back to Steve who started blushing and smiled at her, noticing how close she had gotten.

"You're kidding right? He cusses all the time! Well he use to, back in the 40's." Bucky laughed as her eyes widened. Steve chuckled.

"Ok, so you heard me cuss now will you please stop your little game." He looked at her.

"Nope, sorry sweetheart. Not until I'm the one that makes those sweet lips of yours cuss." She smiled and inched towards him. His cheeks flushed red, but he left his head where it was. Until someone cleared their throats. (y/n) growled and got up. Steve followed and Bucky soon after. Sharon was staring daggers, as usual. Sam had on an amused smile as he crossed his arms. She noticed and him and walked to his side. "Hey tall, dark and handsome." He laughed and nudged her.

"McDonalds, huh?" Sam looked down at the girl as she shrugged her shoulders.

"Boy's gotta eat, right?" (y/n) smiled and looked at Sharon. "I. Told. You. So." She stuck her tongue out at her.

"whoa, first you stole my best friend, now you're trying to steal my girl?" Bucky slightly smiled at the unfamiliar man.

"Listen Harry Styles, I'm not anyone's 'girl', well unless Rogers here asks." She smiled up at the blonde man.

"Who's Harry Styles?" He looked right back down at her.

"Really? Is that the only thing you got out of that sentence?" She pouted at him.

"Ok, so we found him. Let's just back to the damn apartment, Please." Sharon huffed and walked out of the restaurant. (y/n) grabbed her drink and followed the rest out the building. Steve hopped on his bike and the other three got into Sharon's car. Steve looked over to (y/n) who crossed her arms and stared at him. She looked over at the car with longing and he looked down at his bike an started it. He doubted she would pick him over Sam, Bucky, and a nice comfy car. He kicked back the stand and waited for the car to move. He felt arms wrap around his waist and hold tight. She rested her head on his back.

'It's a good thing you're s'cute." She felt his shoulders go up in a laugh and she smiled. They rode back to Sharon's apartment. Steve helped (y/n) off the bike as the clown car opened and they all piled out. As they walked into building someone had accidently bumped into (y/n) almost knocking her off her feet.

"Bog chertovski chert voz'mi kusok der'ma (God fucking damn it piece of shit)" She growled as Steve put his hands on her back to steady her as the stranger put his hands on her arms.

"I'm so sorry, I should look where I'm going" He made sure she was steady

"You think!?" She snapped back, her eyes widening at the strangers face. At that he took his hands off her arms, his mouth in a twisted smirk. Steve just smiled apologetically at the stranger, not noticing the correlation between the two.

'Sorry, she hasn't had her coffee yet." They both chuckled while (y/n) glared. the stranger went on their way and they all walked into Sharon's apartment. Bucky looked around and (y/n) scoffed. He looked at her and she smiled.

"Here Buck, I got some clothes for you when (y/n) called saying they found you." Sam handed him a bag and pointed him to the bathroom. The rest stood around, silent. Sharon eyes never left the ground. Steve was smiling, he had just gotten his best friend back. Sam was watching (y/n) play with a fireball in her hand. She only stopped when a shirtless Bucky stepped out of the bathroom. Oh. My. Thor and Loki. She bit her lip and smirked. Steve watched her and looked over to Bucky. Great, just great. Thanks Buck. For nothing.

"The shirt-uh-it's too small." He just waved it around. "Can I get a new one?"

"I don't think I want you to." (y/n) just stared at his body, but can you blame her? He smirked. Steve could feel the anger boiling up inside. Why the hell did he feel this way!? (y/n) looked over to Sharon, she seemed to be enjoying this as well. Bucky gave her a confident smile.

"You can touch if you want." He stepped closer to her. Steve actually tired not to growl. She raised an eyebrow and put a hand to his chest. She smirked, but then went deadpan.

"Meh, I've seen better." She walked over to the kitchen to look for a drink leaving Bucky standing there in awe. Steve chuckled as his gaze followed the girl. Sam threw a shirt at Buck an he proceeded to put it on. Sharon shook her head to get out of her trance. (y/n) made her way back out, not finding anything she liked. She stood by Bucky at first.

"So, should we start with how much you remember?" Sharon was looking at Bucky. He nodded.

"Almost everything, I know what Hydra did, I remember Steve. I also remember stealing all of Steve's dates." He smiled and the group chuckled. Well, all except for (y/n). Steve tilted his head at her, he couldn't seem to pull his eyes away from her. Her brow was furrowed and she was looking at his metal arm. It was touching her arm and she was backing away. She didn't look frightened. She was rubbing her arm and she crinkled her nose.

"Well I'm glad you're back Barnes." Sharon smiled and he nodded. (y/n) stepped back and walked over to Sam. Steve watched as the same disappointed looked crossed her face.

"What happened to you after the Insights crashed?" Sam leaned back and glanced at (y/n) looking at him before returning his eyes to Bucky.

"I pulled Steve out of the water, then I went around looking for something-anything to get my memory back. Back on the Helicarrier you told me you were with me til the end of the line" he was looking at Steve with a smile as (y/n) made her way over to Sharon. "I started to remember you, so I figured I should try and remember everything. Which I did, so here I am." It didn't take (y/n) long to finally come to rest by Steve. He gave her a confused smile and she smiled back. Their arms were touching and she seemed satisfied with whatever she was looking for. As Sharon, Sam and Bucky continued to talk he leaned down a little.

"You okay?"

"Yeah, why?"

"You just scoped the room"

"I don't like being cold."

"What?"

"Bucky's arm is cold, Sam's no warmer, and it's a cold day in hell over there by the table." She nodded to Sharon and leaned into his side a little more. He smiled and let her.

"And what about me?"

"You're the hottest popsicle there is Rogers." She smiled.

The phone in her pocket vibrated and she reached down to check it. Steve watched guilt wash her face and her eyes lifted to look at Bucky.

“(y/n)?”

“It's nothing.”

“Is it Nat?”

He watched as she shook her head and turned to look at him.

He tilted his head a bit as she sighed, “The big adventure is over right? You found your friend.”

He furrowed his brow and slowly nodded. She looked at him for a second before also nodding and grabbing her coat from the corner.

The room became quiet as all eyes were on her.

“What?”

Bucky crossed his arms. “I just got here, you already leaving?”

She smirked at him, giving him a halfhearted flirtatious wink. “You're welcome to join me, soldier.”

“Ugh.” Sharon spat as she rolled her eyes. “You set women back 20 years.”

“Yeah well honey, you set them back all the way to the prohibition. Loosen up and grab a drink, who knows, underneath all that-Sharon-you might actually be fun.” She gestured to Sharon before heading to the door.

Steve ran to meet her. “Where are you going?”

She opened the door partly before his hand stopped it. She kept her eyes locked on the door and cooled her voice down. “You may have completed your mission, but I haven't completed mine.” She clenched her jaw when he continued to hold his hand in place.

“What mission? More Hydra members to kill? You don't have to do that anymore, (y/n), Nat's getting you out.”

“It's not her place to.”

He looked at her face and slammed the door shut. “Who called you a minute ago?”

She forced herself to look up at him. “It's the 21^st century Rogers, nobody calls each other anymore.”

“Well whatever it was, it completely changed your attitude.”

She scoffed. “You sound like a principle in some prepy high school,” She deepened her voice and mimicked Steve's “ '(y/n), young lady, if you do not speak in a respectful tone I will be forced to expel you from going to the prep rally' “.

Steve shook his head slightly and maintained eye contact with her.

She sighed and placed her hand on his hand that was blocking her exit. He blushed a bit, but soon yanked his hand away when the heat got too intense. She smiled proudly with a flame in her hand and swung open the door.

“(y/n)-”

“Rogers.”

“Don't do this.”

Her eyes darted to him and Bucky and she looked down sadly. “I'll-uh-I'll see you around.” He watched as she made her way down the hall and out of his sight.