Warning: One moderate curse word.

"Tony! You can't just tell me what to do, I am a full grown adult!" Y/n's malicious tone rung out across the tower, catching the ear of a certain blond.

Steve continued to listen to the heated conversation.

"You are not aloud near him without me, you hear?" Tony shouted.

"I can do whatever I want! Hell, I could even ignore whatever else you have to say!"

"You wouldn't dare." He hissed

Steve could hear the devious smirk in her voice as she spoke. "Oh but I would!"

The rhythmic clicking of her shoes on the freshly cleaned floor flooded Steve's senses. Her angelic form soon came into view, in one meticulous motion her strong, but delicate, hand tucked a strand of her h/c locks behind her ear. The light stain of tears staining her lightly flushed cheeks were the only indication that she had just been crying. The Starks' are great at hiding emotions.

In wonder Steve watched as she walked to the half point of the room, just now noticing his rather large form. Without turning Y/n spoke, "How much did you hear, Steve?".

His face flushed and he felt his Adam's apple shift in his throat, "A lot. I think?".

Turning slowly a wry smile danced across Y/n's cheeks. "Do you happen to know who we were talking about?"

"I do not."

"Hm. Very well." She quipped, leaving the room; leaving Steve staring at the place she had been standing.

Mustering his courage from the star spangled depths of his soul he called after her. "Wait!" A/N - I'm sorry for that

The clicking of her heels ceased as she halted. "Hm?"

He hadn't a clue what to say.

"W-who were you talking about?"

"You have to guess. Three tries, go!" She smirked.

"What?"

"Guess."

Taking a deep breath, he thought. "Thor?"

"No."

"Sam?"

"Nope!" She said in a sing-song voice. She spoke before the could waste his last guess. "I'll give you a hint: he's an older man." Wiggling her eyebrows she waited for his response.

"Clint?"

"No!"

Steve's eyebrows knit together in confusion, "Then who could you possibly be talking about?".

With an eyeroll so intenste it made her dizzy (A/N - me) she spoke, "One more hint: He's standing right in front of me.".

Steve's face turned beet red as he sputtered incoherent words.

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