just another marvel imagines book filled with imagines and one-shots for you to read and enjoy! at some point, you can tell when it gets better.
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"Ladies and gentlemen, what if I told you that in just a few short years, your automobile won't even have to touch the ground at all."
"Right. When pigs fly."
Steve laughed and shook his head, making the girl that Bucky had brought along eye him strangely and move a little farther away.
"Got a problem?" You asked.
Bucky let out a nervous chuckle and put an arm around your shoulders, gripping you tightly as you directed your scowl at him.
"Don't mind her. She's just messin' around."
The girl half-winced and turned her attention back to where Howard Stark's "flying" car had just crashed back to the stage.
"So help me, Barnes, if you squeeze me any tighter."
Steve, taking the hint from the warning look Bucky was giving you and the cold glare you were returning, took your hand and gently pulled you to the side.
"Come on, lets go look around."
You nodded and followed after your boyfriend as he made his way through the crowd of uniformed soldiers and their gals, a last night out for them. You knew how hard it was on Steve, being rejected from joining the army numerous times and although you were secretly relieved that he'd live another day, you wished someone would give him a chance. You had both ended up in front of a recruitment center and you watched as Steve, almost trance-like, stepped up to the mirror with a soldier's uniform. There was a strong desire in his eyes that made your heart drop a little as you watched his small figure barely reach the top.
"Hey. You two are missing the point of a double date."
Steve walked off the platform and you crossed your arms as Bucky nudged your hip.
"I don't like your date anyways," you said, poking your tongue at him.
"Connie's not that bad. We're going dancing, you coming with?"
Bucky gave you the irresistible puppy eyes that you could never, ever say no to and you sighed loudly.
"Fine. Come on, Steve. Let's go step all over each other's feet."
"You two go ahead. I'll catch up with you." "You're really gonna do this again?"
You raised your eyebrows as he sighed.
"Well, it's a fair. I'm gonna try my luck." "As who? Steve from Ohio? They'll catch you. Or worse, they'll actually take you." Bucky snapped.
"Bucky, come on! There are men laying down their lives. I got no right to do any less than them. That's what you don't understand. This isn't about me," Steve argued, his face set determinedly.
