Prompt: Song: Just A Kiss by Lady A (using the lyrics loosely in conversation), "Are you asking me to marry you?"

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The battle was over, they fought hard and won; but not without injuries and a destroyed city. Well, not destroyed, but there was considerable amount of damage done. Beca stands in the center of the damage, breathing hard and looking around. She keeps her arm around her middle, holding her aching ribs. With the adrenalin slowly fading, Beca is starting to feel the effects of every punch, kick, blast, and basically being treated like a doll. Victory is really painful.

But now is no time to dwell on the pain she is feeling, she still has a job to do.

Beca gets to work, helping with the cleanup of the city after the battle. She works endlessly for hours, trying to ignore the pain in her ribs and the rest of her body. She focuses only on the helping the city, doing the job of an Avenger. It's not until early morning, Beca finally gets a break. Covered in dirt, sweat and grim; Beca collapse down to the ground, eyes closed and breathing hard.

Someone takes a seat behind Beca and wraps their arms around her waist, giving her someone to lean. She doesn't even hesitate to lean into the person, relaxing into their hold. A soft pair of lips kisses the crown of her head,

"How you holding up sweetheart?" The gentle voice of Steve Rogers reaches her ears.

Beca gives a sigh, resting her head back on his chest, "Been better Love. I've been better, but I'll live. Nothing a good soak in a hot bath and cuddle with my sexy boyfriend won't fix."

She can feel him smile against her head, "Sexy boyfriend huh? So, you're only with him for his looks? Think I got a chance to steal you away from him?"

Beca cocks her head up, making a face like she is thinking hard before answering, "Nah, I think I'll keep him. He's not just a cute face, but he's also a hell of a lover. And he's a Captain; I like a man in charge."

Steve pinches Beca on her bottom, causing her to squeak and jump away, "Cheeky girl."

She pokes he tongue out, laughing as she stands to move out of his reach. Steve follows her and gently grabs Beca around the waist and pulls her back to him, holding her close to his chest. They locks eyes, staring deeply into the other eyes, smiling,

"You know I love you, right? I love you so much Beca. I never thought it would be possible for me to love this much, to be this happy, since coming out of the ice. Just being able to hold you in my arms, I never want to let go, even now, it's hard to hold back. That first date, God, it was so hard to walk away with just a kiss. But damn that kiss sparked something in me, I just didn't know what it was at the time. But then over time, we spent time together more and more, I just falling deeper and deeper in love with you. One day it just hit me; you were the one that I was destined to meet, you were the one meant just for me, and I want you in my life forever…"

Beca stares up at Steve with wide eyes, mouth dropped open in shock "Steve… are you asking me to marry you? Is that what this is?"

Steve smiles that dashing, heart melting smile of his, gazing down at her with nothing but love in his eyes, "Yes, Beca. That's exactly what this is. Beca, will you please do me the honor of marrying me? Be my wife?"

"YES!" she squeals, jumping up to wrap her arms around his neck and kissing him hard.

Suddenly, the once silent dawn is filled with loud cheers and applause. Beca and Steve pull apart to see not just the rest of the team, but most of the city's population (at least it seemed that way from the noise) gathered around them. Yells of congratulation, whistles and more reach their ears and Beca buries her head in Steve chest in embarrassment. Steve just laughs, too happy to let bystanders ruin the moment.

"Oh sweetheart," Steve coos, kissing her head, "let's get you home to that hot bath and sexy boyfriend."

"Ah, sexy fiancé …" she corrects.

"Oh sorry, sexy fiancé," Steve laughs

"Will sexy fiancé be joining me in the hot bath?" Beca looks up at him with sad eyes and a pout on her lips

He laughs, "Yes, no need to pout and look so pitiful. Come on Sweetheart. Let's go home."