Updated a few hours earlier than normal. Figured I'd get it out late Saturday night while everyone is still asleep, that way it would technically be up for you to read on Sunday lol.
Hope you enjoy! And like I promised, a more lighter side of SkyxStevie.
Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel or any of its characters or plots. Just my OC character, Skylar and my random mess of creative plots lol .
The moment their back ends hit the leather of Tony's black Porsche, it grew quiet, awkwardly quiet. It was like their first date all over again as Steve carefully pulled the brand new car onto the road from Stark Tower and into traffic.
"Where has Romanoff sent us to?" Steve's voice breeched the silence brewing in the car. Skylar's head whipped in his direction in surprise, hadn't been expecting his voice so soon after leaving the tower.
"Let me see. Actually. I'm a bit scared to know." She leaned forward with a forced chuckle as she clicked into the cars GPS, a location quickly bleeping to life just around the block from Stark Tower, surprisingly.
"Um. It's just around the block." Skylar blinked in confusion, clicking on the blinking blimp in attempt to figure out what the place was, only for the car to fight back against her, denying any access to that information.
"Evil technology." She hissed, wanting to punch the screen in annoyance while Steve snickered quietly from beside her.
"Even with your ability over technology, still can't get it down?" Steve poked fun as she simply snorted, turning to look at him with narrowed eyes.
"Says the man that still doesn't know how to work a microwave." She muttered back in retaliation, a proud grin growing as she noticed the way he flushed slightly.
"Hey! That's not fair! That was once!" Steve called back, signaling quickly to catch the next left turn while Skylar broke out laughing.
Her laugh.
He had missed it so much that he couldn't stay mad or upset at her for long and broke out laughing along with her.
"That 'once' everyone will remember for the rest of their lives, Stevie." She poked at his side teasingly, watching amused as he yelped at the ticklish sensation, his body flinching into the opposite direction and away from her awaiting finger.
"Honestly. It is the same concept as putting a fork into an outlet. You can't put metal into microwaves. They'll go boom." She made hand gestures at the word boom before Steve's hand shot out, gripping the top of her knee sending her folding over in her seat, laughing loudly while trying to whack his hand away.
"Steve! Stop! I'm gonna pee my pants!" Tears were beginning to form in her eyes as she continued to laugh, her grip on his hand not going unnoticed by the super soldier who was enjoying the upper hand he had on her.
"Say it. You know what you have to say." He smiled, watching as her smile lit up her face, reaching her ears.
"No! Never!" She screeched before she began to spin in her seat, spin as best as her seatbelt would allow.
"That's unfortunate." Steve announced with mock seriousness as he began to drop his hand further down to her actual knee where she let out a high pitch squeal at the overly ticklish sensation.
"Alright! Alright! You're right! You win! The 40's rule!" She said between each breath she could suck in before Steve's hand pulled away finally, a proud smile on her face.
Skylar was a mess, barely even in her seat anymore as half her form was now forced under the dashboard in front of her. Pushing her fallen hair from her face, she pushed herself back onto her seat, adjusting the dress she was wearing.
"Brat." She mouthed as Steve continued to grin proudly before confusion took over as he leaned closer to the windshield.
You have arrived at your destination.
Friday's voice spoke from the GPS as Skylar soon sat forward, gazing back and forth across the road to see where they were. One on side held a closed realty office along with a hair salon that was still in the works of shutting for the evening, while the other side stood an old-fashioned diner with what seemed to be a dance hall blazing to life beside it.
"This place is still here?" Steve spoke softly in surprise from beside her as she quickly glanced over at him.
"You know this place? I've never seen it before." Skylar answered as she watched as they pulled into the parking lot beside the obvious dance hall. Steve took the nearest parking stall before shutting the car off as he sat back, a look of wonder still on his face.
"Bucky used to bring the dames here frequently back in the 40s. I never had the opportunity to bring a dame here." Steve's voice got softer and softer the further into his words went attracting her eyes once more.
"You are tonight." She commented as a small smile grew on her face at the look he quickly passed her. He looked like a fat kid in a candy store in that very moment.
"But you don't dance." He suddenly added, the excited smile from seconds ago quickly melting into realization and mild disappointment. Skylar's heart thump painfully in her chest at the dejected look that instantly crossed his face at the realization before she reached over to hold his hand.
"Let's see, hm?" She offered staring directly into his eyes as he continued to look down at her in hesitation.
"We don't have to….we can…." Steve began to offer a different option before Skylar leaned across the middle console of the small car, pressing her lips against his own to stop his words.
"We're going dancing. No if ands or buts." She whispered against his lips, her orbs lifting to meet his surprised ones.
"Are you sure?" Steve whispered, his lips brushing against hers as he spoke. Her eyes glanced down to his lips as they moved before she pulled back enough to give them some space.
"Well, I can go dance by myself. I'm sure there is a gentleman in there that wouldn't mind dancing alongside a dame with 2 left feet." She arched a brow teasingly as she pushed open her door and climbed out before he realized what she had said. Red hot anger and jealousy flared through his form at the thought of another man, old or young, touching her to dance before he was out of the car and beside her instantly. Pinning her gently to the outside wall of the dance hall, he stared down at her with a heated glanced, her own doe ones staring back at him in surprise.
"The only one you are allowed to dance with, is me." His husky voice tickled her insides as she unconsciously clawed at the wall behind her in order to stop herself from jumping his bones right there and then.
"Then what are we waiting for, soldier?" She couldn't admit it, but seeing him all riled up and jealous about her potentially dancing with someone his actual age, turned her on greatly. She chewed on her red lip, pecking his lips teasingly before ducking under his arm before he had a chance to reach out and stop her. Spinning, she began to walk backward, passing him a 'come hither' gesture before turning to approach the front of the building with her super soldier not far behind.
She was going to enjoy the night.
Hydra could go to hell for all she cared. She wasn't about to let what happened destroy something that she adored with all her heart.
Steve had clasped her hand tightly in his as soon as he reached her side before they slipped through the glass doors into the actual hall. According to Steve, a lot had changed. It would seem that the owners may have changed seeing as they had to renovate the entire place yet it still held it's 40s charm.
"It's adorable." She leaned into Steve to make sure he could hear her over the loud jazz music playing from the live band on stage.
They had repainted the place, new tables and chairs replacing the old creaky ones that used to litter the place, the bar was with the times but still held a bit of a 40s flare. All in all, Steve could easily pinpoint the small things that had held over the years, especially the music.
"Well, I'll be damned." An older voice suddenly said from beside them. Skylar's eyes shot over to the older man, her heart briefly having a lapse of panic before smiling as the man gazed up at Steve like a child seeing his life hero.
"You're Captain Steve Rogers. Captain America himself!" He bellowed loudly, holding his hand out excitedly as Steve chuckled, slightly uncomfortable from the attention he was now receiving. Hearing the man yell Steve's name, a few more elderly men hobbled over from various parts of the dance hall, each one of them gaping in astonishment and admiration while they shook Steve's hand and patted him on the shoulder with silent congratulations on the war.
Skylar patted his arm gently before letting go, stepping a few feet back to allow the men to oogle her boyfriend like he was super star. She couldn't stop herself from smiling in adoration as various men began sharing their war stories with her soldier. Steve glanced at her briefly, silently pleading for her to help as she giggled and shook her head, gesturing for him to enjoy the attention.
Who was she to cut off these men from meeting their hero?
Now if it was a hoard of girls that would be a different story.
"That's quite a nice man you got on your arm, dear." A voice startled her from her staring as she whipped around to see one of the older women now standing beside her, the same look of admiration playing across her wrinkled features. Skylar instantly broke into a smile before she turned to see Steve was now laughing at something one of the men had been explaining to him.
"He really is." Skylar answered naturally as the woman stepped up beside her.
"It has been some years since I last saw the Captain." Her withered voice caught Sky's attention as she glanced down at the shorter woman in curiosity.
"You knew Steve?" She inquired as the woman's frail lips broke into a grin.
"Honestly, who didn't? But no, I didn't know him personally. When he joined the ranks, I was a field nurse, stationed in the same location he showed up in when he arrived to pull the Howling Commandoes from their captors. All the nurses swooned over him and the other commandoes on a daily basis. Could you blame a dame?" She broke out chuckling as Skylar smiled, continuing to intently listen to her story.
"I had the honor of patching a few of his war buddies up. Unfortunately, never the Captain himself. He always seemed to heal a lot quicker than the other boys." She muttered the last part more to herself before shrugging it off.
"So you knew the Howling Commandoes?" She asked as the woman smiled and nodded.
"I knew a few, not all. Like I said, I patched up whoever was brought to me but I wasn't the only dame there. I do remember patching up the Sergeant a few times. He would show up with the most peculiar injuries." The woman teased as the air was sucked clean out of Skylar's lungs. She knew instantly who the woman was talking about.
"Ah, but like the Captain, the nurses loved James. He was such a charmer. Always had something to swoon the ladies with." She had gotten lost in her thoughts while Skylar's eyes looked around the room in a panic. Bucky. This woman knew Bucky.
"Doll, are you okay? Talk to me." Steve's voice shook her from her panic attack as she stared wide eyed up at him.
"Sky." Steve spoke again, wrapping an arm around her waist while the other hand held her cheek. Skylar blinked a few times, fighting to collect herself as she took a deep breath and nodded.
"Yeah. Sorry. Just got lost in my thoughts." She chuckled awkwardly before looking over to see that the woman had found herself beside one of the men Steve had been talking to.
"Are you sure? You looked like you saw a ghost." Steve whispered, checking her up and down from any signs of injury though he knew she wouldn't have any.
"Yeah. Let's go find a seat then you can tell me what you are your buddies back there were whispering about." Skylar had instantly changed the subject as she dragged him across the dancefloor to a free table sectioned off in the far right hand corner.
The pair had taken a seat and ordered a round of light drinks before Skylar began taping the beat of the music against the wooden table. Steve silently sat across from her, staring at her intently, trying to figure out what had happened.
"I can feel you staring at me." Skylar sighed, finally pulling her defeated eyes away from the band and to his.
"Well, I can't help it. Something happened that you won't tell me about. It's bothering me." Steve admitted bluntly, his brows furrowing in concern. She sighed for the hundredth time that night, hating the look of despair on his face before she looked away and down to her hands on the table top.
"That woman ran across you back in the 40s." She began, nudging her head towards the woman that was now dancing with the same man. Steve glanced back in surprise, his eyes scanning the woman's older features, wondering how she knew him.
"She was a field nurse." Skylar quickly explained seeing the confused look on his face.
"She told me all the female nurses swooned over you on a daily basis." She tried to lighten the mood, her brow arching as Steve stared at her like a child caught with his hand in the cookie jar. She chuckled at the innocent look before going back to chewing on her lip while she stared at her nails.
"She patched up a lot of the Howling Commandoes from time to time, even remembers Bucky." She added, feeling her heart thump loudly at just the name passing through her lips.
It grew quiet between the two of them as Steve tried to process her words, now remembering about Sky's unknown history with Bucky in Hydra.
"So, now are you going to tell me what you all were whispering about?" Skylar then perked up, leaning across the table with a smile, wanting desperately to see him smile back. It took some time as Steve just stared at her in a daze before a small twitch to the corner of his mouth caught her attention.
"They said you were the prettiest dame they had seen in a long time and fit beside me perfectly." Steve glanced away embarrassed now that he had said it to her face. Skylar blinked in surprise, having not expected that before she broke out laughing.
"So not what I was expecting, but I'll take it." She teased as the waitress from earlier arrived back, dropping their drinks off before disappearing to help another customer.
Once the mood was back on track, Steve hesitantly asked Skylar to dance, which she quickly agreed to. Having known her experience with dance, she had asked in a favor, months before her capture, for Natasha to help her learn. It wasn't easy, by far, but she had practiced and practiced desperately to learn in order to surprise him. Sure, she had planned on surprising him before, but when HYDRA happened and her mind was messed with, they just never had the chance to.
Steve led her onto the dancefloor as a slow number began to flow through the room. A few cat calls were thrown out as the group passed the same group of older men from earlier. Skylar chuckled, not finding it in herself to be upset and instead amused at their actions.
The smile on Steve's face hadn't left since they left their table. He held one of Skylar's hands and spun her out as they approached a free spot before pulling her back in and against her chest. To say Steve was surprised when Skylar didn't trip over her foot even once during their dance, was a clear understatement. Halfway through, he demanded an explanation which she explained through an embarrassed laugh.
"You learned to dance, for me?" Steve asked astonished as her eyes glanced away ashamed.
"I hated stumbling all over the dancefloor like a drunken person. It was embarrassing." She muttered with a cute pout, one Steve couldn't resist in kissing, which he did. When he pulled away, he smiled down at her lovingly, pulling her a bit closer.
"You were the first dame I ever danced with. We were both pretty inexperienced." He teased with a chuckle as she snorted.
"Inexperienced? You caught on so fast and I continued to look like a fish out of water. I couldn't stand it anymore so I dragged Tash with me to a dance studio and took lessons for months. I wanted to surprise you for your birthday but then….." Her eyes began to get glassy as she looked away, unable to finish her sentence. Steve's heart broke at her confession, seeing the inner struggle she was going through and knowing what she had been doing for him. He was having a hard time finding something that he didn't love about her.
Leaning forward, he pressed his lips to her forehead before pulling her head under his chin.
"It's alright doll. I'm surprised, more than surprised. Speechless that you would go out of your comfort zone to learn something for me. Even if it didn't happen when you had planned, I'm enjoying it now." He pulled away to grin down at her, watching as her round eyes gazed back up at him. Skylar's eyes flashed back and forth between his own before a small smile took resident on her features.
How could she not love this man?
Hope you guys enjoyed the update. Something a bit more uplifting for once with just a tiny dash of Bucky mention.
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Until next Sunday~