(𝟮.𝟭) 𝐎𝐑𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐑𝐘 ➣ {𝕤•𝕨} ❘ [𝖆𝖛𝖊𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖗𝖘 - 𝖊𝖌 𝖝 𝖗𝖊𝖆𝖉𝖊𝖗]

²⁸ 𝙎𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙩𝙞𝙢𝙚

"So," Fury walked towards Sam and Steve next to the tombstone with his name, "You've experienced this sort of thing before?"

"You get used to it," Steve replied.

"We've been data mining HYDRA's files," he turned to them, "Looks like a lot of rats didn't go down with the ship. I'm headed Europe tonight. Wanted to ask if you'd come," he told Steve.

"There's something I got to do first," he replied.

"How about you, Wilson? Could use a man with your abilities."

"I'm more of a soldier than a spy," said Sam.

"Alright then," Fury nodded, "besides, Dmitri is staying too, so," he trailed and smirked slightly. Steve looked down at his feet, holding back a grin and Sam adjusted the collar of his jacket awkwardly.

Fury shook both their hands, "Anybody asks for me, tell them they can find me right here," he pointed down at the tombstone."

"You should be honoured. That's about as close as he gets to saying thank you to other than Y/N."

Steve and Sam turned around to see Nat and Y/N walking towards them as Fury walked away.

"Hey, samesies!" Y/N raised her voice over at Fury and moved her left arm in the sling slightly to indicate. Fury glanced at her over his shoulder and shook his head with a grin in amusement.

"Hey."

Y/N turned to her front and saw Sam walking towards her, stuffing his hands in the pocket of his jeans. "Hi," she smiled at him.

"Didn't know you wear glasses," he frowned as he reached in front of her.

"Yeah well. I'm pretty blind without them. Contacts aren't exactly my thing."

"It suits you," Sam said as she made to remove her glasses. A genuine smile crossed Y/N's face and she dropped her right hand to her side. "Heard you're not going with Fury."

"No," she shook her head.

"And I'm guessing you're not staying here either."

"No," she shook her head again, "I blew all my covers and kinda pissed off the Senator so," she winced slightly, "Gotta figure out a new cover with 'Tasha," she nodded over back at Steve and Nat.

"And here I was, thinking about taking you out for dinner sometime," Sam said sheepishly and looked down.

"I never said 'no'," Y/N grinned and he looked up at her with hope, "'Sometime' would be nice."

"I'll keep that in mind," Sam nodded at her. After contemplating with herself, Y/N gently grabbed his collar with her right hand and tugged him forward. She placed a quick, soft kiss on the corner of his lips and pulled back. Sam eyes were widened slightly and he seemed to be flustered, blinking slowly.

"I guess I'll see you around," Y/N paused and smirked, dropping her hand down, "Flappy bird."

"You know," he raised his eyebrows amusedly, "You're the first one to give me a nickname like that." 

"I'll take that as an honour," she walked backwards towards Nat and turned around to hide an uncontrollable smile.

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