A/N I'm still accepting requests for what to write so you guys can still share your ideas! Or tell me your favourite paring and I'll see if I can write it. This one is Capsicoul with a side of Captain Hawk.
PS I AM working on Stony All The Way, it'll just take me a couple of days to finish it and post it.
Chapter Eleven
Steve: . . .
Phil: Oh, uh, hello Mr. Rogers, sir
Steve: Hi, Agent Coulson, call me Steve :)
Phil: :D in that case, call me Phil. I was wondering if I could ask you for a favour.
Steve: Sure, Phil, anything for you.
Phil: :*) Well, um, you didn't get a chance to sign my Captain America cards what with Loki injuring me and putting me in a coma, but since I've been awake for a month now I thought maybe you could possibly sign my cards? Unless you have something more important to do, of course.
Steve: No don't be silly! I'll sign your cards. Your place or mine?
Phil: Oh wow . . . I mean, pardon?
Steve: Should I come over or you bring your cards to the Avengers tower?
Phil: I don't want to put you through too much trouble, so I'll come over.
Steve: Looking forward to it :)
Phil: . . . xD
*A few minutes later*
Phil: WHY ARE MY CARDS DIPPED IN BLOOD
Nick Fury: What are you on about there, Agent?
Phil: I'm on about my VINTAGE, MINT CONDITION Captain America trading cards! I've just found them and they are covered in BLOOD!
Nick Fury: That would be my fault, Agent. The Avengers weren't cooperating, so I told them you were dead and I put your blood on a couple of the cards and showed them to Rogers. They needed the push.
Phil: You put my blood on a few cards . . . where are the ones that DON'T have blood on them?
Nick Fury: I'm pretty sure Loki stole them.
Phil: Asdfghjklzxcvasdfghjkl
Nick Fury: You can always buy some more Captain America cards, can't you?
Phil: Did "vintage" and "mint condition," mean anything to you? I can't just "always buy" some more cards. And I'd just gotten Steve to agree to sign them!
Steve: Good morning, Director Fury. Hello again, Phil.
Steve: What's going on here?
Phil: Nick Fury ruined my vintage, mint condition Captain America trading cards, so now I don't have anything for you to sign :/
Steve: How about we get a picture together, and I'll sign that? Heck, we can take as many pictures as you want and I'll sign them all :D
Phil: Steve Rogers I may just be in love with you. Uh, that means, "Thanks a bunch".
Steve: I'm happy to do anything for my favourite agent :)
Phil: Oh, gosh, stop it you :*)
Nick Fury: Coulson, please stop swooning.
Phil: I'm not "swooning".
Phil: . . .
Phil: Steve, when you said you'd be happy to do anything for me, did you really mean "anything"?
Steve: Yes . . . although I'm not sure where this is going.
Nick Fury: (I think I know where this is going).
Phil: Thanks for interrupting, Nick Fury.
Phil: Anyway, I was wondering what it would be like to . . . be married to Captain America for a day.
Nick Fury: And there it is.
Steve: Well . . . uh, I'm really flattered that you would want to experience something like that . . .
Nick Fury: Steve, you don't have to say yes. In fact, don't say yes because Coulson is just going to melt into a puddle of fanboy goo.
Steve: No, no it's fine. I really like you Phil, but I don't see how we could make that work. Would we go out to eat or dance or something?
Phil: Yes, ok, maybe I don't think my dream of marrying you . . . uh, is ever going to come true, but I'd love to take you on a date. As uh, friends.
Steve: You'd love to take me on a date :)
Phil: Um, yes?
Steve: That's just . . . sweet :)
Phil: Oh, yeah, heh heh :*)
Steve: Well, still come over later say, twelve? We can have lunch together, go dancing and then maybe watch a movie?
Phil: That sounds wonderful! OK, I'll see you later, Steve! xD
Nick Fury: You actually got a date with Captain America.
Phil: Oh my freaking god I did!
Phil: *melts into a puddle of fanboy goo*
Nick Fury: I knew that was going to happen. I said that was going to happen, didn't I? Nobody listens to me anymore.
*The next day*
Phil: My day was amazing!
Phil: First, Steve and I went out to lunch and just ate and talked for two hours, we just couldn't stop bringing up things.
Phil: And then Steve took me to this place and we actually went dancing. Dancing's not usually my style, but when I said that all Steve did was grab my hands and dance with me. :*)
Phil: Oh, oh, oh! After dancing for three hours, yes THREE hours, we went to the movies and watched a comedy, action show that Steve and I both loved. We also shared a bucket of popcorn :D
Phil: And then I dropped Steve back at the Avengers tower and he invited me in for one last chat over some coffee – I was stoked that Steve had literally said, 'why don't you come in – we can have some coffee".
Phil: And then and then and then when I got up to go half an hour later, I complained about my legs being so sore from dancing, and Steve felt guilty because he thought it was his fault since it was his idea to go dancing or something adorable like that, so he offered to give me a massage.
Phil: A MASSAGE! From Steve Rogers aka CAPTAIN AMERICA! I wanted to accept immediately, of course, but I said that was really nice of him but it was getting late, so do you know what Steve said? He said, 'why don't you just stay over tonight?'
Phil: And I was screaming with joy on the inside but Steve took my pause as something different, I guess, because he suddenly said, 'oh, well, not like a sleepover, we're grown men, I know grown men don't have sleepovers.'
Phil: So I said, 'you know what, let's make a night of it as well. I won't bother going home to grab my stuff, I'm sure Stark has everything I need.' And then and then and then Steve said he could lend me his clothes if I needed them!
Phil: I didn't need them, because Stark had spare everything on every floor it seemed, but once Steve was asleep I took the shirt he had been wearing that day and slept with it and it smelt like him. Do you think that's creepy? I think watching him while he sleeps would have been creepier.
Phil: . . .
Phil: Heh, heh.
Phil: I couldn't help myself, he was only wearing boxers and he looked so beautiful!
Clint: . . .
Clint: Note to self; never ask Phil how his day went.
Phil: . . .
Clint: . . .
(Clint: Note to self; find out if this was a one off, or if Steve is actually willing to go on dates with people.)
