Iris

”It’s great to be a blonde. With low expectations, it’s very easy to surprise people.” —Pamela Anderson

Artwork by hail-hawk-eye. 

For the most part, Steve loved his job. But how many times did his swimsuit really need to be adjusted? He got it— they wanted to show off as much of his ass as possible. Well, at least without him being butt naked. Not that his swimsuit covered much. It really didn’t leave anything to the imagination. He wanted to be a serious actor, remembered for his acting, not his swimsuit wedgie.

Unfortunately, most of the Alphas and Betas who watched the show only watched it for the scenes where his ass was on display… 

So, Steve breathed through it. He smiled, and he looked pretty because that’s what Omegas were supposed to do. Steve knew that better than most. 

By the time the director finally called, “That’s a wrap!” —Steve was exhausted. He adjusted his swimsuit into a more comfortable position and headed toward his trailer. 

Although his trailer was cramped, the air conditioning was heavenly on his sweaty skin. After trading his skin-tight swimsuit for baggy plaid and holey jeans, he fell into step with Sam. 

“Steven!” Thor bellowed, running up beside them. “Are you joining us tonight?”

Steve grinned at his friend. “I probably shouldn’t.”

Soon, they were joined by the rest of their posse. 

“Oh, c’mon, man!” Clint danced sensually, well, if you were into someone tripping over their own feet. “You never have any fun!”

“That’s not true. I just broke up with—”

“Exactly why you need a night out!” Clint looped his arms around Steve’s neck. 

“It shall be glorious!” Thor announced. 

“You should come,” Sam added. “Some fun will be just what you need.”

That’s how Steve found himself in the Stork Club, dressed in his smallest and sparkliest dress. His lips were bruised from biting on them, a bad habit he always fell back into. 

Thor wrapped a black feather boa around his neck. “There you look stunning!”

Clint returned to their couch with a tray of shots. He quickly downed his own and then grabbed Steve’s and poured it down the hatchet. 

“Hey!” Steve chirped, annoyed at his friend. 

“I’m gonna dance with that redhead,” Clint said staring at one of the most intimidating Alphas Steve had ever seen. Everything about her was sharp from her fine features and lithe body, even her gaze felt like a knife.  

Sam laughed. “There’s no way!”

“Wanna bet?” Clint emptied another shot and sashayed over to the Alpha. 

They all watched with bated breath for him to be shot down, but the redhead smiled and then laughed at something Clint said. 

“Oh, my god, the bitch did it!” Sam shook his head. “If that idiot can find someone to go home with, I like our chances.”

Steve snorted. 

“How bout you, Stevie? Any Alphas catch you eye?” Sam asked. 

“Oh no, not for me!” Steve shook his head dramatically. 

“Ah, yes, you haven’t had any action since that last Alpha!” Thor waggled his eyebrows. 

“What was his name again?” Sam asked. “Fabio? Jacques?”

Steve giggled. “Bozo! God, he was so fuckin’ selfish. Couldn’t even get me off. And I swear he had the smallest penis—” 

Thor and Sam burst into laughter. 

“That’s it!” Steve declared, raising his voice so it could be heard over the music. “I’m done with bad boys!”

“Sure, you are!” Sam laughed. 

“No really,” Steve insisted. “I’m so sick of the fights, the drama, the make-up sex—”

Thor giggled. “That’s the best part!”

“I want a nice, regular guy,” Steve said. 

“You mean someone boring, like an accountant?” Sam asked. 

“Why not? There’s nothing wrong with boring! I could stay home and chill on the couch with a dog.”

“Ack, that’s boring!” Thor downed another drink.”

“I don’t know, Stevie boy, could you really be happy with a simple life?” Sam asked. 

“Why not? I used to be normal before all this. I don’t see why I can’t go back.”

“That’s not how fame works,” Sam said. “‘Sides, you’re gonna be a movie star! How many movie stars are mated to accountants?”

They burst into a fit of giggles. 

“Seriously though,” Steve said. “I’m done with bad boys. They’re not worth it!”

“I’ll believe it when I see it!” Sam grinned. 

“I’m done with self-obsessed, high maintenance—”

“Bad boys are out! Good boys are in!” Thor and Sam cheered. 

Clint dragged the redhead back to their group. “What are we drinking to?”

“Bad boys are out!” Thor and Sam yelled. 

But then, Steve saw him.

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