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Rated: T
"Are you two friends?"
Kagome asked with a friendly smile, able to see the budding bond between them.
"Jogging buddies, if you can call us that," Sam moved a bit closer, huffing a bit from his workout run, "The Captain here doesn't know the meaning of 'slow down'."
Steve glared a bit, immediately hearing what he didn't want to hear because Kagome might have been able put a name to his face and he just didn't want that.
But instead, much to relief, she only blinked curiously.
"Captain?" She repeated, looking at Steve with those wonderful eyes of hers, "Are you a police officer, Steve?" She asked.
"Something like that," Steve answered vaguely, throwing Sam a look to which he stared, then seemed to understand and mouthed an apology, "Miss Kagome, this is Sam Wilson, a friend of mine."
"Nice to meet you, Sam," Kagome bowed her head a bit and took Sam's offered hand in a handshake, "Do you both run here often?"
"Everyday," Steve quickly answered and looked away when Sam wiggled his brows suggestively, "Is this your jogging spot, Miss Kagome?"
"Yes," Kagome nodded with a smile and her eyes then lit up, "Mind if I join your little club of two?"
"The more the merrier," Sam smirked at Steve and patted his shoulder like he was congratulating him, "I'm sure Rogers here could use the competition."
And that was simply the start of everything...
