You dressed in your combat gear, a 45 holstered to each thigh, a third tucked in your pants in the small of your back, and a few blades hidden in various pockets. Pierce had debriefed you personally this morning, you are to drive the Strike team along with Captain America to a destination, and do a few rounds of the area upon arrival. Sounds easy enough, but if we're running the check ups and not some tech team, it must not be just another business building... You think to yourself as you make your way to the Shield issue black SUV. At least Rollins won't be here... You weren't exactly sure on the details, but from what the rest of the guys had told you, Rumlow had fired him and discredited his name, the guy wouldn't be coming back much less be able to get a decent mercenary job any time soon. The guys were surprised he didn't kill him.
You're the first in the car, not that it matters, Pierced insisted you be the one to drive. You take advantage of the free time to hook your phone up via bluetooth to the car's audio. No way in hell am I going to get stuck in silence with all this testosterone in the car... You almost jump as someone opens the passenger door and hops into the seat. You look up and your eyes widen.
"I don't believe we've met." He holds his hand out to you. "I'm Steve Rogers, but most everybody calls me Cap."
You manage a smile and shake his hand, but before you can pull away he presses your hand to his lips. "Pleasure to meet you, ma'am." He allows you to take your hand back, but you're already blushing.
"Nice to meet you too, Steve." You have to remind yourself to breath, you can't believe Captain freakin' America is sitting shot gun right next to you, Steve freakin' Rogers kissed your hand!
"So we're goin' with Steve?" He smiles. "I like that, it's a lot better than being called Capsicle all day.." Your eyes meet and you both laugh shyly.
He's even more gorgeous in person. You think to yourself, trying not to stare. He's blushing! Well...everyone does say he can be shy. You glance at him again, and catch him staring at you. He blushes a deep red and takes advantage of the approaching men for a distraction.
"Looks like the team is here." He says.
The guys pile into the SUV, Rumlow being the last in. You swear he almost glares at Steve as he walks by the SUV. He takes the very back seat and looks out his window, not even glancing at you.
It's a long drive, but you and Steve manage to spend a lot of it talking, you almost forget about your music until one of the guys asks if you can turn the radio on.
"Y'all like Deff Leppard?" You ask. The guys seem to light up, so you turn on the music. Pour Some Sugar On Me is the first to come on.
It's not long before Steve's cheeks are red listening to the lyrics, while the guys, all except Rumlow, are singing along at the top of their lungs.
One of the guys reaches forward and nudges your shoulder a little. "Come on! Sing with us!" He urges.
All the guys laugh and you smile, before you start singing along with them and drumming the steering wheel as you drive. You check the rear view mirror as you come to a red light, and catch Rumlow watching you and chuckling. You turn the music up louder and dance along with the music trying to get him to sing along with the rest of you. He shakes his head, smiling, so you nod yours, making him laugh again.
When the next song comes on you recognize it immediately, you break your gaze from Rumlow to look at Steve apologetically. You know he's going to be really embarrassed, but the other guys are excited and start fist pumping for you to let the song play. The music is loud enough, so you're not self conscious about being the only one singing along this time.
You look at Steve, and he couldn't be more red.
Rumlow's POV:
I watch her sing along to Deff Leppard with the guys, I had been upset that Cap was the one to ride passenger. He got to sit next to her, where I wanted to sit. Where I should be right now instead of this backseat. Especially when I know she's a huge fan of his.
We lock eyes, and she smiles at me. I can't help but smile back. When she starts urging me to sing along with them I start laughing and shaking my head, but it only makes her smile wider and nod hers. I bite my bottom lip to try and keep from smiling more, but the new song coming on pulls her attention from me.
I don't recognize the song, but the lyrics are interesting to say the least. I raise a brow, She has very provocative taste in music.. I smile to myself, then bite my cheek. Why does that turn me on? I shake my head and look up to see her giving Cap an apologetic look, knowing he won't know what to do with the dirty lyrics. The guys all fist pump, two of which are actually hitting the roof of the SUV, along with the music. But she's the only one singing along, she knows all the words. She glances back at Cap, and earns a few chuckles from him as she makes an attempt to dance in her seat.
I know she's trying to make him feel more comfortable .. But I don't like how he's looking at her. He can't take his eyes off her. Neither can you. I remind myself.
I shake my head and bite my lip again, holding back a smile as I look out my window. Am I actually jealous?... My brows furrow and I lean my forehead against the cold glass of the window, closing my eyes.
