"Share a Coke"
Their fingers brushed when they both reached for a bottle, and retracted their hands quickly.
"Sorry, captain."
"My fault, director."
After an awkward pause, Steve took both Cokes, and handed the 'Phil' one to Director Coulson.
"Here," he said.
"Thank you."
"Uh…" Steve scratched the back of his neck. "Wanna do what the bottles say?"
The director tilted his head. "What's that?"
Steve held up his 'Steve' bottle. "Share?"
Director Coulson's cheeks turned pink, and he nodded.
"Sounds good," he said.
"Then let me pay."
"Why?"
"`Cause then it's a date. If… that's okay?"
"It's more than okay," he said.
Based on the photo making its way around the Capsicoul tag on Tumblr, of two of those 'Share a Coke with [name]' bottles side by side, one with Steve, the other with Phil. I decided that a story needed to be written, and challenged myself to make it only 100 words. Not including title and author note, it is.
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