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Victoria Summers smiled as Steve 'Captain America' Rogers kept his eyes solely on the restaurant's menu, not daring to look up into her eyes. It was adorable how shy and awkward he was around women; who would have imagined that the mighty and strong Captain America could be so shy?

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(Flashback to a few days ago)

"Victoria?"

Victoria looked up from her notes as Steve closed the door to her office and cautiously walked up to her.

"How may I help you, Steve?" she asked, smiling kindly at him.

He sat down on the chair across from her desk and she noticed how nervous he looked. His handsome face was covered with a layer of nervousness; his jaw clenched tightly and his eyebrows were furrowed together.

It has been six months since Victoria accepted the position of Human Resource manager at SHIELD. She remembered Tony Stark coming up to her and introducing her to everyone, especially the members of the Avengers. She remembered Stark describing Steve as "an old geezer trapped in the body of a man in his late twenties" and that he was "old enough to be her grandfather".

Despite that, she was surprised to find that she got along with the Captain well enough. To be honest, it was more than "well enough". Reclusive and shy at first, he really opened up to her and so did she with him.

She grew to care for him and so did he. She admired the way he was such a gentleman, and the way he was so polite and always ready to help those in need. She knew that men like him were rare to find, especially in New York.

She knew that within six months of knowing him, she was already starting to like him as more than a friend and she knew that he was feeling the same way as well. Plus, it didn't hurt that Stark randomly commented out loudly that "Captain here really needs to get laid", which made the two of them blush.

Now if only one of them were brave enough to make the first move…

"Steve? Is something wrong?" she asked, feeling worried.

"No. I'm perfectly fine. I just want to ask you something?"

Victoria leaned back into her chair. "What is it?"

She noticed that Steve started to blush and if it wasn't making him so uncomfortable, she would have laughed out of amusement.

"I'm – I'm not very good at this," he said, chuckling nervously.

"It's alright, Steve. It's me; you can ask or tell me anything."

Steve cleared his throat. He knitted his fingers together and continued to look down at his shoes, as if he suddenly found them fascinating.

"I'm wondering if… youwouldliketogooutwith me?"

The last part of the sentence came out so fast that Victoria could not even understand what he asked.

"Excuse me?"

"W – Would you like to… maybe… go out with… me?" he repeated, his face getting redder.

Victoria smiled. "You mean… like a first date?"

"We don't have to call it a date if you don't want to. It can be just a… casual outing between two friends."

She smiled again, a faint blush covering her fair complexion. "You got it, Cap. And… it's a date."

(End of flashback)

xxxxx

Victoria nudged Steve's feet using her own and he finally looked up from his menu, a sheepish look on his face.

"I'm sorry, Victoria. I guess I'm not familiar with Italian food."

She reached out for his hand, squeezing it gently. She loved how soft and warm it felt despite his military background.

"It's not a problem. If you want, we can ditch this place and go to a diner?"

He shook his head. "No. I know this is your favourite restaurant, so I want you to enjoy yourself."

"You sure?"

"Positive."

She smiled at him, loving how considerate and thoughtful he was. "In that case, do you know what spaghetti is?"

He nodded.

"Good, then if it's not a problem for you, would you like me to order that for you?"

"I'd like that. I can't even pronounce anything from the menu," he said, laughing a little.

She chuckled and signalled the waiter, ordering for both her and Steve in fluent Italian. When she was finished, she could see that Steve had a look of awe on his face.

"It never fails to amaze me," he said.

"What never fails?"

"… You," he said, smiling softly.

"Oh, come on. Speaking Italian is no big deal."

"Like the other day when you conversed in Japanese with our new engineer? Victoria, I think you're a swell lady."

She blushed. "Okay, so I guess being a linguistic expert has its perks."

As he smiled at her, she couldn't help but feel as if she was melting.

END.

A/N: So? How did you like it? This is my first Avengers fan fic and the first time I've written in a LONG time, so please go easy on me. Also, this will be a series of one-shots between Cap and Miss Summers here so if you have any ideas, please let me know!