'i'm pretending to be ur bff bc u looked VERY uncomfortable with that person at the bar hitting on u' AU
"Heaven better call 911 cause its missing an angel." A man lecherously grinned at Darcy dragging his eyes down Darcy's body. She grimaced and tried to scoot away from the man. Only to bump in another man's chest. Who so happened to wrap his arms around Darcy and place his chin on her shoulder.
"Sorry I'm late darling. Traffic was longer than I thought it would be." The man whose body practically engulfed Darcy's had a deep voice. A familiar voice, one that belonged to an Avenger. Now smirking at the lecherous man who had gone silent at the arrival on the stranger, Darcy turned her head and pecked Steve Rogers on the lips.
"No worries, sweetie pie." One of Steve's blonde eyebrows twitched before smoothing out. "I knew you would show up."
"Thank you for keeping my wife company." Steve politely said to the lecherous man who looked as if he swallowed a lemon. The man made some excuses before running off.
Waiting until the man was out of eyesight, Darcy sighed and said, "Thanks Steve. Any more of his crap and I would've tasered him."
"You're welcome." Steve released his hold on Darcy and moved to give her room.
"I saw him bothering you and-" Steve began to say. Darcy smiled and cut him off.
"And naturally you had to save the distressing damsel." Her eyes twinkled behind her glasses.