A/N ANTMAN WAS AMAZING! So I wrote this fanfic my first ever:) I own Sirus Burke and Olivia Evans. Rebecca and Josh Stephens aren't mine, they belong to ATrue-Renaissance who has given me permission to use them:)
Big thanks to my friend ATrue-Renaissance for editing some of it and creating inspiration and encouragement along the way. Couldn't have done this all without her! :)
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Chapter 1
Scott sat in his car, waiting for Hope to leave so he could talk about his lame excuse to escape Hank's wrath and thought he owed her an apology. When she didn't come out he wondered if she was receiving a mouthful of disapproval from Hank. Got to love that cranky, grumpy man. He sat patiently wondering what on earth was going on, so he grabbed his phone and hit speed dial,
"This is Hope" replied the voice causing his heart to race a little faster.
"Uh . . . hey Hope, I was wondering, what's going on?"
"What do you mean?" Hope replied in an amused tone.
Scott took a deep breath
"I've been waiting outside for like the past hour."
"Stalking me are you?" She teased.
"Who's stalking you?" An irritated voice spoke.
"No one Hank, just someone calling about some business stuff." Lied Hope.
Scott laughed and explained to Hope his purpose of waiting outside and she replied that she'd see him soon, at a café just up the street. He arrived and took a seat facing the door so that he would know the minute Hope appeared. He didn't have to wait long at all. He watched as Hope Van Dyne entered the café, her short black hair cupping her face. She was dressed in her business attire which caused Scott to beamed. Impressed that in light of all that had happened she was heading back to work.
"So what does the Antman want?" She asked taking a seat opposite him.
"Hmm . . . now that your asking, I was thinking some fries, a smoothie and an iced coffee. Man its hot outside." He said,
Hope rolled her eyes and picked up the menu and ordered a coffee, while Scott decided to treat himself to a feast.
"And who might I ask is paying for this occasion?" She sighed already knowing the answer to her question.
"I am of course . . ." was the reply which startled her, "look just cause I am a criminal . . . well was a criminal, who recently turned out to be a superhero who bested Falcon in a duel, doesn't mean I am broke. I happened to have saved some money, besides your dad . . . um Hank gave me some cash to help me out."
"Ah I see . . . well thanks Scott."
"Your welcome . . . look about that incident back at the house . . . I was kidding about blaming you for what happened and then just leaving. So I am sorry."
"You are forgiven" She said smiling then added cheekily, "princess."
"Crap." He replied smiling
They sat and talked and as the food arrived Hope decided she wanted to have some fries and so they shared them. Scott asked about what was going on in the house when he was waiting and Hope told him and held her breath unsure of how he would respond.
"THAT IS AWESOME!" He exclaimed his face showed he was sincerely happy for her.
"Thanks Scott, it means a lot." She said.
"So what cool features does it have?"
"Well to sum it up in a nutshell, reinforced armor, shrink capability, enhanced strength pretty much all the things yours has but I have wings."
Scott's mouth dropped opened in astonishment, he closed it and told her that sounded epic. Hope asked whether or not he was considered upgrading his suit. He response was one of mock horror. Scott spent the next 5 minutes explaining why he wouldn't do that, he liked Antony 2. The memory of Antony, his first flying ant companion caused him to remain silent, he had a special bond with him and it pained him that Darren Cross and shot it down. Hope knew what was going on in his head and laid a hand on his shoulder and gave it a gently squeeze.
"You okay?"
"Yeah . . . just upset that's all." Replied Scott turning his attention to Hope.
The talked a little bit more and Hope said that she was probably going to quit her job and help Hank start a new company with the purpose of making the world a better place and they wanted Scott to be apart of it. He beamed at the honor of being asked especially seeing that the invitation came from Hope and had been approved by Hank. Scott began to feel a little awkward unsure of what to do next. He had kissed Hope and she had kissed him back but they had been interrupted by Hank, before he had the chance to express his feelings properly to Hope. He knew what he felt but he wasn't sure if she felt the same way towards him, after all it could have been the heat of the moment, and the hectic events that occurred during the past day. Besides he had been a criminal, he didn't have a job – well he soon would have one – his bank account was pretty low and Hope seemed far out of his league.
"Um Hope . . ." He said nervously squirming in his chair.
"Yes?" She said her eyes glued to her phone attending to business matters
"Um . . . back there in Hank's place . . . when we kissed I um . . . well . . . I didn't . . . get the chance to um . . . tell you that I love you." He stuttered.
There he had said it and now he was waiting for what would crush his heart. He had briefly run through the possible outcomes and none of them looked great. He sat waiting as several seconds passed. Hope lowered her phone slowly until it was resting on the table.
"What was that?" She asked smiling.
"I um . . . love you" he said again lowering his eyes unable to look at what would come next.
He waited and nothing happened so he raised his eyes to look directly into her eyes which were tearing up. He watched as he saw a single tear, unashamedly roll down her cheeks.
"I love you too Scott." She said softly, "please be patient will me Scott . . . I have spent many years trying to build up walls to protect myself . . . you know I've suffered a great deal. But knowing you and hanging out with you I want this . . . I want you its just going to take time. Please understand."
"Of course I understand and I will be patient." He said a large smile plastered on his face.
