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When Pigs Fly

You took a leisurely, relaxing hot shower to clean up from the afternoon's enjoyable activities. The date definitely hadn't turned out how you'd realistically pictured it ending, but you weren't complaining. Well, maybe you were complaining a bit about being interrupted, but there was always next time if he really wanted there to be one. You still couldn't quite wrap your head around the fact that he was okay with casual sex.

Your mind kept wandering back to what kind of catastrophe had pulled Steve away from your date. The mental images that coursed through your mind were all gruesome and terrifying. You curled up on the couch and flipped the TV to a local news station. Maybe you'd find something out there.

After an endless set of annoying commercials, you learned that there had been a swarm of robotic flying pigs terrorizing the city shooting laser beams. You saw the Avengers, including Captain America, in news clips battling the pigs as they tore through downtown wreaking havoc.

Even though destruction isn't amusing, you couldn't help but laugh at how your prior thought of the likelihood that you would end up naked with Captain America had manifested into reality. Pigs, in fact, did fly through downtown, even if they were technically the robotic and laser beam shooting variety. You'd think twice about saying that phrase again.

You yawned and sprawled out across the length of the couch, tuning out the rest of the news. It was getting late, but you decided to text Steve anyway to put your mind at ease.

Hey, I saw you and the other Avengers on the news fighting pigs. I hope you're all okay.

You figured he'd be in bed, and you were surprised to receive a reply a few minutes later.

Everyone is fine. We've been through worse battles. Sorry again for having to leave so suddenly.

I'm glad everyone is okay, and it's fine. No need to apologize. I had a really good time on our date earlier, even though it didn't quite go according to plan.

I did, too. We could still go to the park when it's not raining, although I had something else in mind.

What did you have in mind?

I'd like for you to come over to my apartment. There's something I want to show you.

You were insanely curious as to what it could be, but he probably would have divulged that if he intended for you to know beforehand. Surprises were fun, too.

I can do that. Where is it?

I'll pick you up. I have a debriefing in the morning, but how does tomorrow afternoon sound?

Sounds good. I'm going to bed soon so I'll see you tomorrow. Let me know if you need directions again or if anything changes.

Will do. Pleasant dreams.

You put your phone on your nightstand and got ready for bed. After a few errant and possibly inappropriate thoughts entertaining what tomorrow would hold, a deep and restful sleep came quickly.

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NC-17 Romance

Sequel to Fan Mail. Your life has taken an interesting turn now that Steve has become a fixture in it. [Steve Rogers x Reader]

5/18/13

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