Slowly Steve Rogers opened his eyes. Bright light filled his vision as the early morning sun streamed in through his open blinds. Confused he sat up, he never left his blinds open at night, so why were they open?
Swinging his legs round he gradually pushed himself of his bed. Looking around he saw his red,white and blue uniform discarded in a crumpled heap on the floor, along with his beloved shield.
Panic began to set in as he struggled to remember even walking into his room last night let alone taking off his uniform. For the first time since he woke up he noticed that he was only wearing a pair of blue pyjama bottoms.
Many questions raced through Steve's mind but the one that was most important was 'what the actual hell happened last night?'
Catiously yet quickly he walked towards his bedroom door. Adreniline started to flow through his veins as muffled voices from outside reached his ears. Hestitantly he grabbed the handle and opened the door...
I will try to update as often as i can but i make no promises. Also first avengers fanfic!!!!