Captain America?
(Iris POV)
I wake up to Luna licking my face, I had slept very soundly all night and the poor thing needed to go out. I sit up, stretch my arms and immediately feel pain from my chest. I look down and remember why and everything comes rushing back again, I just keep forgetting when I wake up in the morning, it all still feels like a bad dream!
I'm trying to get dressed but it's very difficult to change my shirt or really do anything, I attempt to bend down but I can't. I'm trying to get my arm through the sleeve but again I just feel absolute pain and have to stop, it's taking a lot out of me! While I'm struggling the doorbell rings, I'm quite skeptical. I look in the peephole and see Steve standing there.
"How did you get in?" I asked with the door still shut.
"Someone let me in while they left."
"Well, I am a little busy right now can you come back later?"
"Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just busy." I'm not going to show weakness to him!
"Your having trouble getting dressed, aren't you?" He suddenly asked.
"How'd you know?"
"Well, you haven't opened the door yet for one..." He explained, I give up and open the door, I had only managed to put in one sleeve, my shirt is all twisted around me. I take a frustrated breath, he's trying very hard not to laugh at me, he ends up giving me a sympathetic smile, "would you like some help?" He asked, I give a exhausted nod. He steps closer and helps me with my other sleeve, also moves my hair out of the way so it doesn't get caught and he only gazes down for a few seconds but never lingers his eyes on my exposed skin, he's being very gentle and for the most part it doesn't hurt. As he pulls down my shirt he lightly grazes my sides with his fingertips for a second that's giving me a little shiver, I have to inhale from it.
"Thanks."
"No problem. How about another cup of coffee?"
I give a little appreciative smile, "sure."
We are walking this time instead of sitting because I have to walk Luna, she needed one since I missed it yesterday, we usually go every day. Steve is walking beside me.
"So, what do you do?" He asked me.
"I'm a bartender at a place called The Ladies," I answered. "I know its a stupid name and it sounds like a place just for women but men come in all the time, even more then women do. It's called that because we only hire women."
"Cool, you like it there?"
I skeptically nod my head, "yeah I guess, well it's not ideal but I get to work with my best friends and no matter what job I have I am going to have to deal with men one way or another, at least this job I don't have to worry about any asshole co-workers or sexist boss and the male patrons tip VERY well. How about you?"
"Um, that's a little hard to explain..." He started to say while nervously rubbing the back of his neck. I don't know if he wants to continue so I don't want to push him any further, I wouldn't if it were me.
"So...can I ask what you were doing that night at 1 am?"
"I was going for a jog,"
"Do you normally jog that late at night?" I ask very curious.
"No actually, I usually go at 10:30 but I lost track of time and left later."
"Well, I guess lucky for me you did." I reply with a smile, he just smiles back and I look right into his eyes. God, this man is gorgeous and has the most beautiful smile, it's infuriating!
"So those guys that attacked you...did you already know them?" He asked while being careful not to upset me.
"Um, no not really. I recognized them from being at the bar but never talked to them until that night..." I'm trying not to let it upset me again...just thinking and talking about them brought back that night and my fears. "So where did you learn to fight like that?"
"I train a lot." He simply answered.
"Are you a cop?" I asked, he shook his head no.
"Let's just say I protect and serve."
"Protect and serve? But your not a cop?" I'm trying to figure him out. "Are you in the military?"
"I use to be but that's changed a bit."
"Okay...your not a cop, not in the military and you said you protect and serve...(thinking)...what are you Captain America." I joke with a giggle, he however is not laughing. "I was joking."
"To be honest with you...I am Captain America." He confessed.
"Yeah, right. Good one." I just laugh not believing him.
"I'm being serious...my name is Steven Grant Rogers. I was born July 4th, 1918, crashed into the ice in 1945 and woke up here." He explained.
"You're actually serious? You're really Captain America?" I give him a questioning look.
"Yes, I would have told you sooner but it didn't really seem to matter before...but now that we're trying to be friends...I want to be honest with you." I don't really know what to say to that, I'm a bit lost for words.
"Wait...your birthday is the Fourth Of July?" He can't help chuckle after I asked him that.
"Yeah, I know how cliched is that right? America's golden boy born on the Fourth Of July but its true." He shrugs while I chuckled with him.
"Are you always this honest?"
"Yes...you don't seem fazed at all by this..." He pointed out.
"Well, its definitely very surreal...but keep in mind this does not change how I feel about men or you for that matter, just because your Captain America doesn't mean you get out of it." I declared with a pointed finger, he put his hands up like he was surrendering to me.
"Fair enough, duly noted. I will win you over at the end." He sounds very sure of himself.
"Yeah, right." I said sarcastically but at the same time want him to be right. After realizing we had been walking and talking for over an hour he said he was late for something and walked me back home.
Even though I acted like I believed him about being Captain America I really didn't, I was just humoring him. I mean this kind of thing does not happen in my world, it couldn't be possibly true that of all people to save me that night it was Captain Fucking America! I immediately looked him up on the web and there he was in all his glory. I read a little about him, more of how he came to this century and his current heroism, I put my hand over my mouth still in shock. Should I tell him I said those terrible things about him before?
Iris has found out he's Captain America! I didn't want it to be a secret for too long and not a big deal to her.
