Prologue
When Steve woke up, he was fairly discombobulated.
The world, with it’s new ways of speaking, dressing, communication, living was a surprise.
But, he was a soldier that had been in war for the last few years of his old life. Nothing could really surprise him anymore, so he used the time he had to re-acquaint himself with the world.
Little by little, he explored the streets of New York, taking to people. They suggested music and movies, gave him advice, and generally told him everything he needed to know about the world.
Then SHIELD was calling him back in, and out of respect for Peggy, he went to go see what they needed.
He stayed mostly silent, played the ‘Captain America’ persona he’d perfected for the other Avengers, internally smirking when people did what he told them to do just because he was carrying a round shield.
And after the battle, when Tony Stark and the others wanted to stick together, he paused.
He’d expected this to be a one time thing. Play his part as the ‘hero’, and then go back to drawing in small coffee shops.
He nodded eventually, and wondered how long he could keep up his facade with spies and geniuses around.
Guess he’d just have to see.