READER IMAGINES [1]

You were in the S.H.E.I.L.D gym sparring with Steve after a long day of reading files on someone with raging powers wanting to destroy the Liberty.

To be honest, you don't really like Steve, you find him annoying. You don't know why you do, he's the only gentleman you know, but for some reason that ticks you off.

You sure there's a feeling for him somewhere deep inside of you but that's why you find Steve annoying; because you don't know your feelings towards him.

You wanted to take it out on someone, so you asked him to be your sparring partner. So far things were going alright, no one was really injured, but you both were feeling tired.

You swung your arm side wards and hit Steve across the face, he tilted his head but he didn't move. Then he looked at you.

"That's good, but why don't you try it with a little more umph?" Steve said to you.

You know he was just trying to be helpful but you got angry, so you swung again but as hard as you could, and the impact made Steve stumble backwards slightly.

"Like that?" You ask, with your shoulders shrugged.

Steve clenches his jaw and then looks at you, but he doesn't hit you. In fact he hasn't hit you once since you've both began. He's just being dodging and blocking hits from you.

You think he said something before you two began, about not wanting to hit a girl, but you wanted to sparr so badly you didn't really listen to him.

"Come on, hit me." You say.

Steve sighs and hits you in the stomach, but it feels like more of a pat. You drop your arms to your sides and sigh.

"Harder than that. Come on."

Steve just pushes you at your shoulder.

"You hit like a girl." You say, trying to spur him on.

"I'm intending too." He replies.

"Oh," you say with your jaw clenched, "so you're saying girls can't hit?"

"That's not what I meant."

You shake your head and swing your leg trying to hit him in the stomach but he blocks your foot with his hands, so you swing again aiming higher but he blocks you again.

This time you go to kick him straight on but he grabs your thigh, and when you try to hit him with your hand he grabs that as well and pulls you closer to him.

Your leg is practically wrapped around his waist as your faces are inches apart. You're both breathing heavily and you can't manage to say anything. For some reason you like him holding you, and as you breathe in again your noses touch.

His hand is still holding onto your wrist and your free hand is on his shoulder. When you finally go to say something you hear someone walk into the gym, and you both turn to see Nick Fury.

Steve immediately lets go of you and you both stand there blushing as Nick smiles at the two of you.

Next Imagine: Peeta Mellark (The Hunger Games, Catching Fire, and Mockingjay part 1 and 2).