You loved fireworks. The colors, the smell of gunpowder in the air, and the crackle of them as they pop. You didn't like the cold, so New Years wasn't ideal for you. The fourth of July, however? That only made the experience better. The National pride, the food, and comradery of friends. Not to mention your boyfriend Steve Rodgers only renewed your love for the holiday.
You and Steve planned to go to your local parks fair and spend evening there, and sit right below the fireworks.
"Come on, Steve!" you called out, jumping like a child. You were spending your first Independence Day with the biggest American symbol in recent history.
"Alright, [Y/N]! I'm coming." He laughed. Enjoying your childlike love for the holiday. You two were holding hands when you opened the door. Your face feel and your heart dropped when you saw the rain pouring down from the blacked sky.
You didn't noticed you were shaking and crying when Steve wrapped his arms around you. "It's okay." He kissed your temple and held himself there.
You turned yourself around and sobbed into his chest as he stroked your hair. "I know you were looking forward to going out tonight, but how about we have our own picnic?"
"It's not the same." You muttered, nuzzled your face deeper.
"Come on, your spending the fourth with me. Who else in America can say the same?" Steve reassured, trying to lift your spirits.
"Okay." You gave in, wiping your tears away. "What did you have in mind?"
"Well…" he trailed off. "We could roast hotdogs in the fireplace." He stopped for a moment, looking around the room. "Don't they have firework shows on television now?"
"Yeah," you smiled at the most amazing man in your life. "In full technicolor too!"
"Alright then!" He pulled you into a hug and you both got to work to make the best of a rainy holiday.
That night, You and Steve were wrapped up in a blanket, watching the firework shows from all over the country, and enjoying the roasted weenies and enjoying cold beer.
"Having a good time?" He asked.
"Yeah. It's not really the same, but I still loved it nonetheless." You two watched as the finally happened with the fireworks, smiling at how wonderful the show was. Steve turned the station. Still three more timezones to go!