Drabble 1

Title: Trading Cards

Pairing: StevexCoulson

Coulson!Crush!Steve

Rated K+

Type: Male/Male

Enjoy


Coulson stood straight next to Steve, a myriad of thought processing in his brain. His arms clasped behind his back.

'He was standing next to Captain America! The Captain America! He had to admit, he looked so much better than what the comics, actors, and trading cards portrayed him. His trading card! Maybe he could get him to sign them.'

Coulson shook the thoughts out of his head, not right now, he was sent to get the Avengers to come together, not to drool over Captain America.

Steve stood by him in a firm and straight stance, only breaking out of position to try to fix his ruffled helmet hair. He couldnt help but notice Coulsons gleam in his eyes when looking at him, but mearly shrugged it off.

Coulson cleared his throat, trying to sound official but couldn't keep the glimmer of excitement out of his eye. "I'll be please to inform you on behalf of S.H.I.E.L.D that we are glad you chose to undertake the Avengers Initiative."

"Its an honor, sir." Steve contently said his smooth deep voice, taking a step to finally serve and protect his country once again.

"I hope the rest are as willing as you are. In this time, people aren't how they used to be. Agent Phil Coulson." Coulson affirmed, trying to contain his happiness to the inside.

Steve's eyebrow raised a bit at the comment. "I'll show them how its done, but im sure you're exaggerating." He assured Coulson.

"I hope I am too. How is your stay upon the helicarrier thus far?" Coulson asked, trying to make small talk with Cap.

"Comfortable. Who could have thought a flying ship could be so accommodating?" Steve chuckled, wondering how a ship this big could fly in the first place. He was still getting used to the new surroundings of the modern small talk had expanded into Coulson and Steve talking, more so if Coulson explaining modern technology and Steve on how it was back then in the war.

"You're pretty skilled with handling so much. I could probably never manage all of that." He said with a smirk, still trying to organize all this information.

"Well here. It's a cell phone , to contact anyone, anywhere, at any time. Courtesy of SHIELD, standard issue." Coulson said handing Steve a phone.

Steve holds on to the device and fiddles with it for a moment. "Much appreciated, sir.". He kindly says before suddenly getting absorbed into messing with the buttons some more.

"I'll let you get used to it." Coulson said grinning before Maria Hill came over and whispered something into his ear, nodding once as looked up for a brief moment to see Maria walk away.

"Something happen, sir?"

He cracked a smile. "We received news that someone has decided to take the same proposition as you have. Agent Romanoff should be arriving with them shortly."

"Oh, i see. I guess i don't mind a partner..." Steve said, mumbling off a bit.

"Don't worry, we are far from Malaysia, it'll be a few hours at most."

A few hours? Steve thought, always being ready to move out back in the war made him painfully impatient. "What do you do to kill some time?"

Before he knew it he said, "Admiring my trading cards.""Trading cards?" Steve asked, not knowing exactly what they were.

Coulson hadn't met to say that, about his Captain America trading cards. "My... Vintage, limited edition Captain America trading cards." Coulson said an almost blush reaching his looked surprise for a moment.

"Trading cards... Of me?" He felt a mixture of flustered and honored. "W-well all i did was fight in a war in a costume... I can't take all the credit like that." He laughed to himself.

"You did much more than that for us Rogers, you gave America hope when Hope was lost. You can take credit for that."

Steve's face blushed out of kindness. "Hearing that from you mean alot, sir." "Why don't we get something to eat while we wait? You could tell me more about technology, and maybe I could... Autograph those cards to return the favor?"

Coulson smiled back at Steve, thinking ofhow wonderful lunch would be with his hero.