AN: So the back story on this is, this is a Role Play that happened on Twitter. This is simple an edited transcript of it. I know this format will not appeal to everyone but I figured I share anyways. This is is our second RP that we did together, I didn't post the first one for a few reasons but all you need to know is that, Peggy is throwing a party and offered Steve dancing lesson, also they gave each other the nicknames Captain and Agent during their first meeting. I may add that part later. Please review!
Once class was over, Steve stepped out of class and waited outside for Peggy, looking a bit nervous.
"Hey!" She said catching up to him, then she saw his nervousness "I don't bite you know." She joked
"I would hope not." He laughed. "Are we- are we still on for dance lessons?"
"Yep! I've been looking forward to it actually. You ready?"
"You have?" He asked, giving a small smile. "I am. Where should we do this?"
"Yeah I have," she nodded a little shyly then cleared her throat. "I was thinking the common room of my dorm. I moved all the stuff out of the way."
"I have been too." Steve said quickly. "That sounds good. I'll let you uh, lead the way then."
She started walking towards her dorm "So would you be more comfortable starting out with the slower dances or swing?"
"Which one is easier?" He asked, walking next to her.
She thought for a second "Well slow can be easier but only if your not super nervous. Swing tends to loosen people up."
"Let's try swing. I'm sorta nervous. If that's okay. I mean- if you want to." He stuttered.
"Yep I'm up for either one!" She said as they reached the building "This is it!"
"Great." He smiled and followed her inside.
As they walked into the common room she shrugged off her backpack and walked to the center of the cleared out room "So do know anything about dance?"
-(I can't find Steve's tweet)
"Well then come here." She waved him over to her laughing "First you need to know where to put your hands."
He stepped over and stood in front of her. "Yeah, uh, will you show me? I don't- I don't really know."
She smiled softly at him and took his right arm and placed his hand just below her shoulder blade and took his left hand in her own "That's not so bad huh?"
He carefully rested his hands where she put them. "No, this isn't too bad at all."
Good, now relax." She said gently "Okay so swing is easy for the guys cause the girls do all the hard stuff. You just have to move back and forth."
"I can do that." He gripped her hand with a bit more certainty and shifted his feet. "Let's do this."
"Okay start with you left, shift to your right. And then take a tiny step back with you left. And then do it all again."
"Okay. Alright." He did as he was told, staring at his feet as he did so.
"And once you get this down I'll start doing spins to make you look good." She laughed
He chuckled. "Okay." After a few minutes, he grew a little more comfortable with the -
"Try to look at me now not your feet." She smiled and as she spun out and back in laughing lightly."
He glanced up at her and watched as she did a spin. "Right, right, sorry."
"Don't apologize! Just have fun! That's what dance is all about!"
He smiled and began dancing with a little more confidence. "I haven't stepped on your toes yet, this is good."
"I'm very impressed Captain!" She chuckled "You are quite good at this. Much better than Skye."
"Thank you, Agent." He grinned. "Well I have a good teacher. The thanks should go to you."
She smiled fighting back a blush "Do you want to keep doing swing or try the slow dance?"
"We can try slow dancing now, if you want. It's up to you."
"Let's try it." She stopped dancing "You're going to have to hold me a little tighter." She said quietly
"Um, yeah, o-okay." He nodded. "Where do you want my hands?"
"Um you can have you hand on my shoulder blade or um on my lower back. Which ever you're comfortable with."
Steve carefully moved his hand to her lower back, keeping a respectful distance above her waist. "Is this okay?"
She nodded "Perfect" She blinked a few time "So um this time we're going to be moving in a circle instead of back and forth"
"Okay." He kept a hold of her hand. "Um, do you- can you- lead?"
"Yeah, yeah. Remember to start with your left." She said softly as they started moving slowly.
"Got it." He began moving with her carefully, glancing down at his feet every so often.
"So um are you going to ask anyone to the dance?" She asked as they danced.
"I um- I- might have someone in mind. Depending on if they're interested." He said quietly, glancing from her to his feet.
"Oh," she said quietly. "Well she'll be in good hands then." She gave him a soft smile.
-to go to the dance with me?"
She grinned widely "I'd love to go to the dance with you Steve!"
"Really?" He smiled, looking down at her.
"Really. You're a much better dancer than you lead me to believe." She teased him
"Thank you. You're a really good teacher. Practically a miracle worker." He chuckled.
"Well I do try, but I feel like being a miracle worker is a part of me always being right."
"It probably is. Which reminds me, I still need to find a way to prove you wrong." He grinned teasingly.
"I wish you all the luck with that, but it's not going to happen." She shook her head.
Steve shook his head and chuckled, continuing to dance. "Okay."
"I'm am very curious how you plan to do so. But see I was right about you being able to dance."
high school dances." He laughed.
"Well I'm glad I inspire your confidence, because I am quite enjoying dancing with you."
"I'm enjoying dancing with you too." He smiled. "I don't understand why people don't dance like this as often anymore."
"Because for some reason our generation feels like grinding is more fun." She laughed
"I've never been able to understand the appeal. But maybe we're just old fashioned." He shrugged lightly.
"Maybe that's it. But it works cause party is 40s themed," she laughed lightly, "I already have my dress picked out."
"Already have your dress picked out? Well you're ahead of the game." He chuckled. "I'll go find something tomorrow."
"I tend to be a planner and a bit of a perfectionist." She shrugged one shoulder.
"Those are useful qualities to have." He smiled.
"Well sometimes and sometimes night. There was one time I stayed up for two nights in a row working on a paper." She sighed
"I admire your dedication. But that's a lot of time to spend on a paper. Did you even sleep?"
She shook her head "Nope not at all. I was a wreck by the end." She rolled her eyes "Don't let me get that bad again."
"I won't let you." He chuckled. "I've done something similar before though, so you're not the only one."
"Well how about we agree to not let each other do that. Oh um do you want to keep dancing or do you want to take a break?"
"Sounds good. We could take a break if you want." He pulled out his cell phone and checked the time. "We've been dancing for almost an hour."
She laughed "It doesn't seem nearly that long. Time flies," she smiled up at him
"It does. Thank you for the lessons." He smiled back at her.
"Not a problem, you're a great student. But I feel like you have to dance with me at least once at the dance now."
"I was planning on it." He chuckled. "Who else would I dance with?"
She shrugged "I don't know! I can't read your mind! It's possible you have you eye on somebody." She nudged him playfully
"Maybe I do have my eye on somebody. Maybe that somebody is the same person I asked to the dance." He raised an eyebrow and nudged her back.
"Well that would be logical," she nodded smiling widely "Not all men are logical however, you seem to be though."
"I try to be." He smiled. "You seem to be pretty logical yourself."
"Thanks, and you know right now I'm using my logic and my super power."
He chuckled and crossed his arms over his chest. "Are you? I guess I'm at a disadvantage then, aren't I?"
"Yes, because if I'm correct, which I always am," she smirked "You have a crush on my Steve Rogers." She winked at him
Steve's face immediately flushed a bright red and he stared at his feet. "I- I wouldn't- I guess you could- I mean- you you could- I mean maybe, yeah." He stammered, obviously nervous.
"See I am right!" She said excited "You want to know a secret?"
"S-sure." He said, glancing back up at her.
"I like you too." She whispered leaning closer to him so he could hear her
"Y-yeah?" He shifted his feet nervously and managed a soft chuckle. "How convenient."
"It is isn't it. Funny how life works out like that sometimes."
"Really funny. So um, what- what do we do about this?"
She pretended to think "Well I think we have to options. Either pretend our feelings don't exist and drive everyone including ourselves mad. Or..."
He laughed. "I don't think driving everyone, including ourselves, mad would be a good idea. But that's just me."
"Well that leaves us with just one option then." She looked at him seriously
"I suppose it does. But just to be clear, are we thinking the same thing?" He asked, rubbing the back of his neck nervously.
"I think so." She laughed "But maybe we should clarify?" She raised an eyebrow
"I was thinking maybe I could take you out on a- on a date?" He blushed and looked down at the floor.
"I was thinking along those lines as well. I would love to go on a date with you Steve."
He grinned. "Great. Um when- when would you like to go?"
"Anytime really," she shrugged "When are you free?"
"I'm free on Friday night. Would that be okay?"
"It does indeed. I look forward to going on a date with you." She bit her lip looking up at him.
He smiled at her. "Great. I'll pick you up at seven, if that's okay."
"Sounds perfect. I'll make sure Skye is hidden so she can't threaten you."
He laughed. "She has every right to threaten me. I just won't give her a reason to do any of the things she said she will."
"Well she can be a little...over dramatic." She rolled her eyes "But she's my sister."
"She's just looking out for you. It's nice of her." He smiled. "She doesn't need to worry though."
"I didn't think so." She laughed "You seem like a very sweet guy."