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After going through thousands of clips all the way from the 1940's to the present until Stark came out of the lift and interrupted our music meeting.

"Right lovebirds," I scowled at the comment. "It's already seven and we need to set up for this party so please scadoodle."

Steve looked confused and asked "Scadoodle?"

"It means get the hell out whilst these guys set up." Stark said as the party organisers came out of the lift with a stressed Pepper right at the front of the queue.

"Right, lets get out of here." I advised to Steve and we quickly scurried away with the laptop.

"Want to continue the research in my room?" he asked.

"Sure." I said, a hint of nervousness in voice. I had never been in his room before. I wonder whether he was a neat freak. I couldn't imagine him being the messy kind.

He opened his door and stepped into his room, holding the door open for me as I walked in. I smiled up at him and then walked through into his room. Pale blue paint covered the walls and his furniture were painted red and white. Stark does like to keep a theme with people it seems. The room was sort of like the arrangement of mine. There was a big round table in the middle of the room, on the left was a wardrobe and on the right, raised on a platform by stairs was his bed. His room was clean, like I thought. I can see two other doors that I assume are the toilet and a private training room.

"Nice room Rogers." I said, observing the photos he had on his walls. Most of them were of him when he was fighting in 1945. The ice really didn't change him at all.

"Thanks." he replied a bit embarrassed, which made me smile. I continued searching around the room, just looking at all the little things he had. There was a notebook on the desk. It had a list of different things that he has to do. Star Wars. Moon landing. Thai Food. Adorable.

I didn't realise that he was waiting for me to set the laptop down until I turned around and saw him staring at me, whilst leaning against the bedpost. He had his hands in his pocket and a small smile on his face.

"What is it?" I asked. Why was he..staring at me like that?

His smile grew slightly, he shook his head and replied "It's nothing."

"Well it's obviously something." I said, with a hint of tease in my voice.

"Believe me." he said quietly. "You don't wanna know."

"Hmmm...okay. I'll leave it there for the minute, but this isn't over." I warned him with a small smile, placing the laptop down on the large table in the centre of the room and attaching the plugs into the wall.

He pushed himself off the bedpost and sat down with me at the table. After half an hour of looking through random stuff on the internet, I reminded Steve "We probably need to get ready. We've only got half an hour to get ready and I need to have a shower."

"Uh..s-sorry i'll..i'll leave you in peace." he said, quickly standing up to leave.

"Hey," I said, catching his wrist. I could feel his heart rate increase when I stared deeply into his eyes and silence was left between us. I need to say something. "I didn't say that because I was getting bored of you Steve."

He smiled and replied "Really? I thought you were tiring of my company."

I stood up to meet him and moved my hand to hold his. "I never tire of you Steve."

We stood there for a couple of seconds, happy with each other, and then he whispered "See you later."

I nodded and repeated "See you later." He smiled at me and then walked away, pausing to look back at me from the door before he exited the room.

I sighed deeply and told myself "Right, have a shower, get changed and have a good time. This time try and remember what happened the night before."

After I took my shower, making sure to use extra soap...not that I care about how Steve thinks I smell...I got dressed into my new outfit - the blue strapless one, with white and red across the bodice.

Once I did up the back zip, put on some light make-up and put up my hair, I went over to the mirror and put on a golden necklace given to me by my grandmother. I took a deep breath and looked over at the clock which read 8:03. Alright, lets do this.

I opened the door and walked down the corridor that lead to the living room. I stood in the doorway and people started turning round to stare at me. Steve was staring at me, mouth wide open and eyes not moving off me. He looked very attractive in his beautiful suit. His hair hadn't changed from usual, but I prefer it that way.

Photographers were staring at me whilst snapping their cameras. I painfully moved my gaze away from Rogers and looked at the cameras until Stark interrupted everything. "Looking hot, Hill." For goodness sakes I thought as I rolled my eyes. I descended the small set of stairs and walked over to where the others were standing in the kitchen. I heard all the guests resume their partying, which helped me relax a bit.

"Nice Tony." I remarked and then smiled at Steve. "Hello Captain." I said politely. He just stood there. Staring at me. Really obviously staring at me.

"Cap?" I said worryingly waving a hand in front of his face. Was he alright? He shook himself slightly and then meaningfully said "You look beautiful." No one's ever called me that before. Hot. Yes. Sexy. Yes. Smoking. Embarrassingly yes. But never beautiful.

I smiled at him and said "Thank you." I got lost in his eyes gorgeous blue eyes for so long. He made me feel complete, but also made my knees go incredibly weak. Stark coughed and said "Captain Hill. Report?"

I shook myself back to reality and began stuttering "I...I..I ju-just mean that um...that's better than...than Starks comment..."

"Well you know what Stark is like." Natasha said. I gave her a grateful smile, thanking her for the subject change. I needed someone to stop me.

"Pepper, tell them that I'm a nice person really." Tony said.

"I could say that, but then I would be lying." Pepper smiled.

"Uh, you're so mean to me." he complained.

Pepper offered all of us drinks and we talked for a while about Tony and how his manners ruin everything. I tried to stop myself from looking at Steve whilst our discussion continued, but it was no use. After a couple of hours, I looked over and stared at Clint and Natasha. They were slow dancing together and I wished it was me and Steve. I was staring at them for at least five minutes, before Steve came over and asked "Are you okay?"

I snapped out of my jealous trance and looked at him. "Fine." I said nodding.

"You don't look it." Just ask him about it.

"Would you...do you want to dance?" I asked with hesitation.

He was frozen for a second and then started to talk...well stutter. "With...w-with me? I...I would..you know I.."

I sighed and interrupted him. "Dance with me." I said, more as a request than a question. I took his hand and led him onto the dance floor. I heard everyone murmuring and saw them staring us. Go with confidence I told myself as I strutted onto the dance floor.

When we got there, I placed my hands around his neck and he placed his on my waist. We put our heads side by side and I could feel his warm breath tickle the side of my neck. Our heads were touching and I suddenly felt very nervous being this close to him.

"Are you enjoying the party, Steve?" I asked, feeling the need to strike up conversation instead of just standing there and getting a heart attack.

"It's reasonable. Too many electronic tunes."

"You think they should play older tracks?"

"No. I think I should 'get with the times'." Ha. What is that about?

"Stark teach you that?"

"...Yes. Is that not normal?"

"It is. But it just sounds weird coming from you. I like you with your olden vocabulary."

"Really?" he asked, pulling me back slightly.

"Really." I replied, looking into his eyes. They were hypnotising really. I felt like I couldn't pull away. I saw his eyes flicker upwards, back to me and then quickly back to whatever was behind me that obviously caught his attention.

"What is it?" I asked. He just slowly spun me around so I could see Stark trying to balance pineapples on his head, Pepper fussing around him.

"That...is really something that I am never going to forget."

"Like you forgot the other nigh-" He stopped in the middle of his sentence, realising what he was talking about. The night that I forgot. The night where I drank way too much. The night when...when he kissed me.

He shook his head and said "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring that up."

"Steve, there's no need to apologise for what happened. It was me. My fault. I shouldn't have done it."

He stopped dancing with me and we just stood there in each others arms. I felt my breath catch and I couldn't move. Why did I ask that? He didn't say anything back to me. He just continued dancing again and put his head next to mine.

We kept dancing until the song ended and he asked "Would you like a drink?"

I looked at him and replied "Yeah thanks. Just some water please."

He smiled and I followed him through to the kitchen where he got me a drink. After we chatted for a while about Natasha and Clint, random S.H.I.E.L.D gossip and 40's vocab he asked me if I was tired. "Yeah. I think I might go to sleep in a minute." I replied. I was shattered after tonight, most people had left, Stark was unconscious as usual and I could hardly keep my eyes open.

"Let me walk you to your room." he said putting down his beer and offering me his hand.

I smiled and whispered "Sure." I took his hand in mine and we walked down the corridor of rooms to my door. He stroked my hand when we arrived and said "Goodnight, Maria."

I nodded and replied "Night Steve." I wrapped my hands around him and he did the same to me. I felt amazing with his tight secure arms pulling me against him. I closed my eyes and nestled against his chest. His hands stroked my back and I sighed against him, causing him to shiver slightly. I smiled and then pulled away from him. I rose on my tip-toes and whispered "See you in the morning Captain."

Then I quickly scurried into my room, leaving him standing outside my door and went towards my bed. I got dressed into some play-suit pyjama's and got underneath the warm covers of my duvet.

Adrenaline was still pumping through my veins from just talking to Steve let alone whispering his ear. I closed my eyes shut and drifted into a dream.

"Night Steve." I wrapped my arms around him. I felt the adrenaline ripping through my body as I pulled away from him.

"See you in the morning Captain." I whispered into his ear. I pulled back and stared deeply into his lustful eyes.

Before I know what was happening, he leant forward, pulling my hips towards him as he did, and kissed me on the lips. His lips were soft and sweet. I felt as if my whole body was on fire.

He brushed his tongue across my top lip, making me moan. Then he slipped his tongue into my mouth, making me squeal. I tightened my grip around his neck and he wrapped his hand around my back. Our kisses got quicker and more desperate as I walked backwards with him into my room.

He laid me down on the bed and started kissing my neck. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he came back up to kiss me on the lips. His hands glided over my body and I felt so happy that this was finally happening. I've been sexually frustrated about this guy for weeks.

"Hey, are you sure about this?" I asked him when we pulled away to breathe.

He smiled against my lips and replied "There's nothing I want more." He went back to kissing me as I took off his top. I turned us over, so I was on top, and I started to kiss the top of his chest causing him to moan. His arms were gliding up and down my sides, causing my breath to hitch and shivers to go through my body.

He got the bottom of my dress and pulled it up over my head, so I was just in my underwear. He turned us over so he was on top again. He started kissing lower down my stomach, making me shiver, and-

I woke up gasping for air. My forehead was covered in sweat and my breathing was through the roof. I looked over at the clock, which said 4:45am. I am meant to be having a lie in today.

I got up and went towards the kitchen. I got a glass of water and sat down at the table. I could feel the sweat on my back, sticking the back of my play-suit pyjamas to my skin.

Sighing deeply, I put my head against my forearms on the table. You can't do this. Think about him like that. He's not into you. "What is wrong with you?" I asked myself.

"I was going to ask the same question." a voice said from behind me. I turned around quickly, gasping, and saw Steve standing there with his arms crossed. He was wearing a plain white shirt and black shorts. Did he go to sleep in those kinds of clothes?

"It's nothing."

"It doesn't seem like nothing." he said, looking concerned and walking towards me.

"It's nothing." I insisted, but he didn't look convinced. "Nothing you need to worry about."

I turned back around to my drink and looked down into my glass. "Please tell me." he said, placing a hand against my back. It felt his warm hand against my cool, sweaty shirt. I immediately jerked away from his touch, not wanting him to see the damage of my dreams.

"You're covered in sweat. Nightmares?" he asked me.

I shook my head and said "Just a dream. It was a really good dream."

"Then why are you upset?" he questioned. I got up quickly and went to look at the view of the city. I couldn't be this close to him.

"I...I can't tell you."

I heard his even footsteps tread firmly across the floor. "Is it that you...don't trust me?" he asked wearily.

"No, no. It's not that, Steve. It's just..." I turned around to face him. "It's complicated."

He came a few steps closer, so he was a metre in front of me. "You don't have to tell me, but I just want you to know that I'm here for you."

There was silence between us before I nodded and said "I know. I'm going to go to sleep Rogers. I'll see you in the..." I stopped myself from saying morning. "I'll see you again in a few hours time."

I hurried off to my room before he could say anything else to me. I felt bad for leaving him there, but just his presence made me feel like jelly. How are you going to deal with this one huh, Hill?

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