The Antics of the Avengers
Again, don't own Avengers. But I own random characters such as Rene, who is pleasantly making an official re-occurrence. I couldn't let him go to waste. Just couldn't.
Notes: This chapter is a companion/second part chapter to the last one. I thought it would be awesome to write it.
Warnings: Bit of OOCness added into the mix with other previous warnings.
Chapter 6 – Little Mister Blushes
Truth be told, Captain America aka Steven Grant Rogers was an absolute badass. Hell, even Nick fucking Fury would agree. And his choose of weapon was a shield. No, not the agency. But a circular object used for protection. To protect America!
The blonde was brave, courageous, noble, strong, kind, selfless. Steve Rogers made have been used as a propaganda tool for the war, dressed in red, white and blue, but he built Captain America. He has shown the true definition of a hero. But he was also human.
Cap may be a little... strict and a stick in a mud sometimes, but that's when he had to be. He was a leader of a group of super powered (some) heroes. And they can get a little crazy. (Looking at you, Tony!) So can he though. He would crack jokes and play pranks. On his free time, he takes his interest in researching the modern world or taking his time working on another artwork. Or listen to Rihanna. Yeah... but, regardless of how you want to view it, Steve was indeed human.
A human man that had been frozen for 70 years. Sunk in a plane, saving the world from a red faced horrible German dude with a bad attitude. Yup. That's how it happened. And being from the 1940s and thrown into modern day is a twisty event that occurred in his life.
And with that came with his new habit he developed. Blushing.
Now in the 2000s, 2010s, people are more open about things versus way back when. The internet was a constant used tool that contribute to the sharing. People share about what they had for breakfast, new music and fashion, even their love for fluffy short legged doggies.
But there was other things that were shared, too. Those were the things that made Cap blush like a schoolgirl. And his teammates enjoyed that.
"Do we really have to attend this meeting? Actually, let me rephrase this. Do we have to attend every meeting?"
"Tony, it's mandatory for us to attend. And not every meeting applies to us, so we don't attend those.", Clint had answered just as the chaotic group entered the room. Tony had gave him a roll of his eyes.
"Never took you to be a stickler for meetings, Clint."
"I'm not. I just don't to be yelled at... again. Tony, don't you have someone else to annoy?"
Brown eyes went over to a tall form of blond, blue-eyed glory. The genius smirked, sharing a look with Natasha who nodded back. "Actually, yes I do. Excuse me, Hawkman."
Clint had shouted after to not ever call him by another hero's name.
Steve had sat down at the table, Thor sitting to his left side. Sam was just about to take his right, but Tony scurried past him and took a seat in the chair. He spun in it with his legs out straight much like a child would before smirking at the younger man.
"Sorry, Sammy. There's a plan that needs to be executed."
Not in the mood to deal with a deranged brunet Arc Reactor holder, Sam just took another seat next to Bucky. Natasha had sat across from their team leader, an undeniable "up to no good" grin on her lips.
"Okay, let's get this meeting started. Agent P. Maximoff, can you and your sister stop trying to climb out the window and get back into your seats?", Maria Hill asked.
Said twins looked at her in utter shock, but sat down none the less.
"Yes, ma'am."
"Good. Jadeson, may you pass out the documents, please?"
Rene nodded before he went to each Avenger and placed a thin packet of stapled papers in front of them. He quickly reclaimed his spot next to his boss/trainer afterwards without much of a word.
"Hey, RDJ!", Tony had greeted as the younger brunet. "Good morning, Mr. Stark. I reckon that it's going well?"
"Now it is. I wonder if Maria not only recruited you for your skills, but also your good looks. You're quite a cutie. Don't you think, Cap?"
Steve had flinched in his seat at the sudden direct question towards him. He adjusted in his seat when Tony got closer, wiggling his eyebrows at him and touching his upper arm. Across the table, Natasha was trying not to laugh. This was going perfectly.
"Uh..."
"Come on, Stevie! Just look at him! Those almond shaped hazel eyes, chocolate brown hair, light caramel skin. I mean he's attractive! Isn't he, everyone?"
The others had nodded, giving small verbal answers in agreement to Tony's statement. Even Thor had boasted, "A truly remarkable specimen!"
Rene had remained unfazed though. Not even a small just of the attention. "You are ever so blunt, Mr. Stark, but I accept your sweet gestures. Unfortunately, there's a meeting that must go on... And stop harassing Captain Rogers."
"Will do!"
Tony had stopped touching Steve's arm, but he stayed really close. Steve shifted in his seat again. He tried to strain himself from blushing anymore. He knew what was going on. Ever since Natasha pointed out how squeamish he is to certain things, everyone on the team has been teasing him. Natasha was the ring leader, but Tony... Geez!
Steve feared the blood in his body will permanently stay to his cheeks if he gives into the teasing.
Worst time ever.
Maria continued on with the meeting. It was easy to lecture the team about the information she was presenting to them for at least an hour. But by that time had passed, hilarity ensued.
Steve was reading the last page of the packet when he felt something hit his forehead. A small folded yellow square landed in front of him. He looked to see who threw it, but everyone seem to be paying attention to Hill.
He was weary to open and read the contents. 'It has to be some crude comment on it. Don't pick it up, Steve. They're just trying to tempt you. You won't give into their foolishness.'
Regardless of his thoughts, his body opposed him. Steve picked up the note, unfolded it and read it.
He bit his lip from blushing and shouting at the others for it.
The note wasn't as bad as he thought, but it still upset him.
YOU'RE SO CUTE WHEN YOU'RE FOCUSED. ESPECIALLY HOW YOUR BLUE EYES SQUINT WHEN YOU READ THE PAPER.
Whoever the culprit was, Steve was going to give them a hell of a talking. For now, he had to ignore this. He couldn't give into this silly antic. He knew that it was their... Natasha's plan to get him to squirm and blush like some teenage girl in love.
No. He wasn't going to do it! He wasn't going to do it! He wasn't going to-
"Rogers, is there something you want to address?"
Steve snapped out of his inner rant when Hill spoke up. He glanced at his teammates, noticing their identical smirks (except for Vision and Bruce), and shook his head. "No, Agent Hill. Sorry."
Maria eyed him for a while before turning to Rene and nodding to him. He nodded back and headed out the room. Tony swirled in his chair to watch the younger man retreat out. He gave an impressed smirk. "Hm. Is it me or does Rene have a nice body, too? That slender waist, and firm round ass. And those legs! They're like... long! I bet they're smooth, too. I can imagine them having spre-"
"Anthony!", Steve scowled, crossing his arms to replace the blush that was going to creep on his cheeks. "Don't talk about another agent like that!"
"Technically, I'm not an agent for SHIELD. I just... hang here."
"Either way, you can be filed for sexual harassment."
Tony didn't seem bothered. Instead, he leaned even closer to Steve, wiggling his eyebrows suggestively. "Aaaahhh, Stevie! Are you jealous?"
Steve could literally hear the mock tone behind those words. He could hear the temptation. And he'd be damned to give into it. No way was the team going to get the better of him!
"No. I'm not. Why would I be?", the blonde deadpanned, keeping a straight face.
Instead of Stark answering, Clint did. "Because Tony's practically trying to give into Rene's pants. You want him to get into yours. You want your long, smooth legs wrapped around-"
"I DO NOT! I DON'T LIKE TONY LIKE THAT!"
Maria hadn't spoke since Rene had left. She had sat down and watched the show unravel. Natasha and Wanda informed her earlier about what was going to transpire. They were right. Steve was going to try to not give in.
"Oh come on, Rogers. You so do. I see the way you eye Tony. I mean that Hersey Kiss incident gave some hints. You and Tony would make a cute couple.", Rhodey added in. "Your babies would be brunet and blue eyed."
"Shut up! Tony and I aren't... aren't dating! I know what all you are scheming! But you know what?! I won't give in! Never! Nothing you will say will get me to blush! Nothing! Nothing! Nothing!", Steve hollered, now standing up. His posture was straight, but filled with anger and his crossed arms over his illegally glorious chest.
Everyone sat wide eyed. Wanda had slowly lowered her camera, but didn't put it away. It was silent for a while. The only thing you could hear was approaching footsteps and Steve's heavy breathing.
Rene had walked back in, carrying a small square box. He noticed the sudden scenery, an eyebrow raising in question.
"May I ask what just happened?"
"Oh. Steve just went on a little rant about us trying to get him to blush.", Sam answered as if it was nothing. It impressed Bucky though. The brunet simply smiled.
Rene set down the box in front of Maria and placed his hands on his hips.
"You know I'm only 24 years old, so I fear this isn't the craziness I'll ever witness in my life."
"Right! Keep working with us, you'll see and hear crazier!", Pietro answered back.
"Wait... you're 24?", Wanda asked.
Jadeson nodded. "Just graduated college."
There was a sudden grunt sound. The others turn to see Steve holding Tony down in his seat. The brunet was waving his arms to grab at Steve, his lips puckered up, too. "Come on, Capsicle. Just give into it. I know you want to fulfill those fantasies. I know you want to moan my name badly as we play pitcher and catcher."
"I don't ever want you mention anything closely related to baseball, Anthony!", Steve retorted. "You ruin it for me!"
"Tony can make you love baseball even more, Steve.", Natasha voiced. Steve glared her way. "Quiet, damn you! It's because of you he and everyone else is fucking harassing me! I know what you're trying to do, Romanoff! I admit I am... squeamish about some things but that doesn't mean you all have to tease me about it! So fuck off!"
There was a faint whistle just then from Sam. Natasha was actually taken back a bit. She sat there silent with her eyes blinking. Everyone else was just as surprised.
"Did... did he just curse?", Bruce asked. Vision nodded. "I believe so."
"Such profane language, Captain!", Thor frowned.
Steve cleared his throat, turning from the group. "I... uh... sorry. I didn't mean... I..."
"No! Don't apologize, Stevie! That was actually pretty good!", Bucky praised, clapping lightly. Steve had sat back down. "No. No. That... I wasn't myself. I was just so angry. I didn't mean to yell at you, Natasha."
"Rogers, that was actually very impressive. No one has ever yelled at her like that before. Not even Fury couldn't do that.", Maria added in.
Natasha nodded. "Yup. But it was worth it! I got what I wanted!"
"And what's that?", Rene asked.
The older agent pointed Steve's way. He looked so ashamed for yelling and using profanity. He was doing exactly what he has been trying not to do for the past few days. He was blushing. His whole face was red, his lips turned in a frown.
Everyone wanted to awe so bad at how cute their leader looked.
Even though he was sad now.
"Aw, Steve! Don't be upset! Look! Natasha isn't mad at you!", Pietro reasoned.
"But I cursed at her! A lady! That is disrespectful!", Steve protested.
"Steve, I know you're sweet and all, but Natasha isn't no...", Clint started as his eyes wondered over to his best friend. Natasha was giving him a deadly glare which made him silence himself.
Maria shook her head. She stood up and addressed the team. "Alright. You guys are dismissed. Come on, Jadeson. I'd like to go get some lunch."
"Yes, ma'am."
The duo left the room, leaving the team to their own devices. Bucky looked around the room before standing up. "Well, I guess we should go now." He then shot a look over to Steve and Tony. "Besides, I don't think we're ready for the meeting room to be christened by Tony and Steve. Anyone want to witness public baby making?"
"James Buchanan Barnes! Please!", Steve scowled. If continued that blushing, it just may become permanent.
Bucky laughed before leaving the room with the others following. Steve and Tony were left at the table. The blonde sighed, flopping his head down on the table. "Can this day get any more worse for me?"
Tony stared down at the blonde for a moment before his signature grin appeared. "Well-"
"Don't. Just don't, Tony."
Later that night, the maniacs found themselves indulged in a movie and some snacks. For his sake, Steve stayed in the far corner in a lounge chair. He made sure no one was a yard close to him.
"Hey, Steve! Care for some-"
"No.", the captain deadpanned, interrupting Clint from asking his question. The archer pouted. "Aaahhh. Are you still mad?"
Steve didn't answer. Instead, he glared at the other before looking back at the television.
It was silent again except for the actors on the big screen and wrinkling of chip bags. Suddenly, Tony yelled out, "Here comes the best part! Capsicle, you're going to love this!"
Truth be told, Tony's statement caught his interest. He stared at the screen, noticing a shirt flying across it. "What the...?"
Then there was a sound of pants being unzipped. Then a thud of clothes falling to the floor. A creaking of the bed and-
"OH MY GOODNESS! WHAT KIND OF MOVIE IS THIS?!"
"Steve, it's a suspense/romance film. It's bound to have sex in it.", Sam answered, preventing a smirk appearing on his face. Steve's blue eyes widened as the couple on the screen began their touching and kissing. His cheeks heated up at the moans that began to come up. "They're really doing it."
"That's CG right there. I see no-"
"Wanda!"
"Sorry, Vision."
"Hey, Steve. How are you over there?", Bruce asked out of sympathy. But there was no answer. The others looked over to where Steve was sitting only to find he wasn't there. Natasha raised an eyebrow. "Friday, can you locate Steve?"
"He's currently in his bedroom, Miss Romanoff. He requested not to be bothered for the rest of the week and the following."
"Thank you."
"Well, it seems we have succeeded in breaking Steve.", Bucky said with an added clap.
Clint smirked. "Mission accomplished!"
Meanwhile, a certain super soldier was planning his revenge.
Well, there you have it! I'm leaving it with a cliffhanger, but it won't be long before Cap has his revenge! But you still (unfortunately) have to wait for it.
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