Lool at him, he's so adorable!
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Y/N'S POV

You were on the Avengers floor, organizing the folders for Tony's meeting, each one of them would receive one, so you were separating by names, everything was fine when you bumped your arm into a pile and they fell.

But you didn't hear the impact on the floor.

You turned to look Steve holding them.

-That was close.-He said giving a half smile.

-Oh thanks!-You said picking the folders from him, brushing slightly your hands on his, a soft and delicate touch.

-Nothing...Um...I wanted to talk with you about...--

Before Steve could finish Tony entered the room with the others.

-Ok guys, time for the meeting.-The Ironman started- Pizza will give each on of you folders, need you to work on the tasks on this. Remember, extra confidential. Even she couldn't read what's inside.

You nodded agreeing with him, even though you were extremely curious of what that was about.

-Other thing is...Today's Bruce's birthday, Happy birthday.-Tony said and everybody repeated clapping-Okay. Now to work everybody, go go.

And the Avengers started leaving.

-Wait they're not doing anything special on his birthday?-You asked to Steve.

-There's a lot going on, they probably didn't have time for that.-He answered taking a look at his folder.

-Still...Bruce's been working so much, he barely gets out of the lab, he should at least rest today.

-He didn't say anything about it. Maybe he doesn't care so much.

-I don't think that's the case...What if he's waiting for a surprise?-You said and waited for Steve's answer, but he was quiet, reading the document.

His face looked concerned, what could he be reading? Was it something bad? You got closer to try to read it, leaning your head on his shoulder. You saw the title:

Project C

But before you could ask he glanced at you and quickly closed the folder. You aparted and looked shy at him. Steve was blushing and tried to change the subject:

-Look don't worry so much about Bruce, he seems fine.

-Still....

He got closer and gave you a kiss on the head.

-Always thinking about the others. Don't beat yourself over it.

His warm lips touching your skin and a hand gently at your face, it was a unique feeling you couldn't describe it.

-I feel like you're not talking just about Bruce...

He chortled, petting your hair.

-Just don't think too much. Okay?-He said and took his hand out, for your surprise you still wished he kept it there.- Got to go now. See you later?

-Uhum.

And you parted ways.

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Later you passed next to the lab, while walking through the hallway you noticed Bruce, with lots of documents on his desk, his face was tired, like he didn't sleep in days, while a bow of chicken noodles was getting colder nearby.

He had dark eye circles, his hair a mess, the clothes probably the first one he found at the wardrobe, while the scrubs were starting to turn yellow because of the frequent use.

You knocked at the door and he stared at you, putting some stuff aside and going to the door to open it.

-Oh, hey Y/N.-He said, something in him showed he was nervous.

-Hi...Just wanted to know if you need help with something...-You said trying to look at what he was hiding.

-Oh...Uh...That's very kind of you...But I'm good.-He was about to close the door.

-So!-You said and he opened the door again- It's your birthday today, you must be excited!

-Not really.

-What? But you must at least have plans, right?

-No.

That was sad. Bruce looked like a machine recently, he would arruve everyday at the Avengers' floor at 8:30 for Tony's everyday's meeting, then head to the lab, leaving only for a quick lunch (usally frozen food), then go back to the lab. Most of the times you'd go home and he'd still be there. The only person who entered was Tony, nobody else, like he was the only one who could understand all that crazy science stuff.

-I should stop bothering you...Have a good day.-Was all you could say.

-Thanks.-He said and closed the door, before you lfet you could hear him, on his phone, dialing a number -Hey Tony, could you come here a sec? Wanted to talk something with you.

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At your office you couldn't stop thinking about his situation. It was unfair.

When you were a child you wouldn't celebrate your birthday, just later, at 16, when your mother left, you celebrated yourself, buying a little cupcake and singing "happy birthday to you" alone, in your poor apartment where you were about to be kicked out by not paying the rent.

You always thought birthdays were important, not just because of the cake (wich still is important), but is a celebration to life, it's another year you made it. Whenever you said that Mrs.Ginger would joke as "one year closer to your death too" and give a huge laugh.

You always made Sarah's birthdays parties, inviting friends and asking the restaurant owner if you could do her party there. You wondered what yoy'd do next year now that you didn't work there anymore.

You decided to make a little party, not rsally a party, but an event to Bruce's birthday, he deserved it as everbody else.

-My incredible and amazing friend, Manuel! Did I say I love you today?

-Y/N I'm quite busy. I know you want something. Say it.-Manuel answered at the phone unimpressed.

-Bruce's birthday is today, I need a cake to him.

-Is it? Oh, that's why Sarah's wearing green all day...

-So? Can you bake it for me?

-Sorry Y/N, I'd love to, but the bakery's crowded today, you know, xmas just around the corner.

-Oh yeah, forgot about that...it's okay. Thans anyway, bye

-What? We are nit McDonalds sir! Bye YN! Hey don't throw that croissant on the floor or I'll throw you out!

You turned off the phone, maybe you could buy one?

You tried to call other bakeries but all of them couldn't make a cake on time for today.

-Guess I'll have to make it myself.-You sighed.

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You were leaving the tower when Steve approached you.

-So, ypur shift's over?-He asked.

-Um, yeah.-You answered.

He leaned at you suddenly, just inches from your face, too close, your heart beated fast and your legs shaked, why was he doing that? He smirked. "Oh god  he's hot, wait what???"

-You are planning something aren't you?-He whispered.

-How...

-I know it just by looking at your face. So, what are we doing today?

-We?

-If you're not stealing from a bank, I'm in.-He joked.

-I won't be able to change your mind will I?

-Nope.-He said and you smiled.

-I'm going to baje a cake for Bruce. I think he deserves that.

-That's very...Sweet of your part-He made a lame joke but ypu still laughed.

-Yeah but I won't be able to cook on Manuel's because the bakery's crowded. Mayne Mrs.Ginger can lend me her kitchen, I don't know.

-Why not use the cafeteria's kitchen?

-They wouldn't let me...

-I'm Captain America. Watch it.-He bragged and went to talk with the staff, after a while he got back- So what type of cake does Bruce like?

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Boogie Woogie Boy Bugle Boy by The Andrews Sisters playing

-This kitchen has everything- You said amused.

-I know right? Where do we start?-Steve asked.

-Let's look for a baking pan and ingredients first. I know a recipe we can try.

You both looked through the big kitchen, you spot the baking pan high in a shelf. You couldn't reach.

-Come on...-You got on your tip toes, then something lifted you on the air.

-Can you reach it now- Steve was holding you on the air.

-Uh...Yeah! Yeah I can-You stuttered and grabbed the pan, he landed you gently on the ground.-Thanks.

-So, let's go, at your service chef.-He said making a continence.

-Eggs-You said fiercely joking and he handled you them, breaking it into a bow.- Good Sub-Chef Rogers.

-Glad to help sir.-He smiled and you chuckled.

-Since you have plenty of strength you can mix that- You pointed to the other part of the recipe you wrote down on a paper.- And I'll do this.

-Aight.

It went surprisingky well, and funnier then expected. Steve was always jokibg and singing while baking, while you sneaked and ate the cake batter, he would grab the bow from you and run around the kitchen so you couldn't catch it.

At the end you put the cake in the oven and waited a while.

-So...I wanted to talk with you earlier-Steve said cleaning his hands on his apron.

-Go ahead.-You replied.

-So...-He looked around trying to find the words- I....I mean, you and.....No...What I mean is...

-Steve you ok?-You laughed.

-Yeah, of course! I'm just saying...Uh...It's very nice what you're doing. For everyone.

-That's it?

-Yes.

You walked close to him, his breath instable.

-Are you sure...?

-Yeah...-Sounded like a whisper as he stared at you hypnotized.- Y/N...

He leaned closer, looking at your lips, but then stopped.

-CANDLES!

-What?

-Candles! We need candles, right? I'll look around for some!-He literally ran out of there.

You stayed confused not understanding what just happened.

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-This is perfect.-You said.

-You're right. He definetly will like it.-Steve answered.

-I texted everybody to go to the last floor, we should head there.

-Lead the way- He said grabbing the cake and going to the elevator with you.

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-Pizza what the hell is going on?-Tony said when you both arrived -Weren't you supposed to be at your house.

-Where's Bruce?- You whispered to him.

-Over there with Natasha and Clint why?

-Surprise!-You said singing showing the cake on Steve's hands. Tony couldn't help but smile.

- Friday turn off the lights- He ordered and the A.I turned everything off.- Showtime everybody.

-Happyyyy birthdayyy tooo youuu!-You started singing lightning the candles.- Happy birthdsy to you- the others joined- Happy birthday to Bruce! Happy birthday tooo Brucee!

The birthday boy stared at the candles, you spoted his eyes reflecting the light with tears, he had a shy smile at his lips.

-Make a wish Bruce!-Sam shouted from the back.

-You guys...-He tried to talk.

-Shut up and blow the candles, we want to eat too.-Natasha teased him.

He closed his eyes and blowed, making the fire in the candles disappear and Tony turned the lights on again. Everybody celebrated.

-Thank you all. It really wasn't necessary.-He said.

-Thank Y/N, she had the idea.-Steve said.

-It was nothing. You deserved it.

-I'm not really a fan of celebrating birthdays...It's kind of a long story with my father but...I really liked this one. Thanks.-He said and you almost cried.-Now let's cut this quickly or Natasha will cut it herself.

-Too late- She said leaving already with a slice.

-Hey!-He shouted but she already escaped.

-Better hurry Bruce-Steve warned.

He nodded and started cutting to everybody, you went to talk with Wanda.

-That was so nice. He looks happy.-She said.

-Yeah, I'm glad he liked it.-You answered.

-DAMN this cake is good!-Sam said and you laughed.

-Hide the cake Natasha grabbed another slice!-Clint shouted.

-Snitches die early you know-Nat made a threat.

-Uh Oh...-Thor joked.

-Civil War part 2?-Tony joined.

-Who would win?-Sam asked.

-I bet on Romanova-Bucky said pronouncing her name in his perfect russian.

-Let's give Clint some hope-Sam rooted.

-We know he has noc hance against her.-Tony started.

-Should I state the probabbilities of winning?-Vision said.

-No, let's let them do it, Go Clint!-Wanda shouted.

- Don't lie Wanda, we know you are secretly rooting for Nat-Steve teased.

-Great friends you are.-Clint complained.

And everybody fell in laugh, after everything that happenee it was good seeing them there, happy, as a team.

You just stared at them feeling glad for that moment.

-Nevee noticed that watch of yours.-Bruce said pointing to your arm.

-Oh, I just found it at my apartment- You answered.

-Very nice. Hey what's written there?

You looked at the letters on the iron, wich, before you couldn't understand.

But now everything was clear.

Unsere Zeit wird kommen

"Our time will come" you translated on your mind.

You fely chills on your spine remembering what Vincent said "you can understand EVERYTHING"

You tridd to avoid that feelibg, focus on the current happiness.

-I don't know, I think I bought on a flea market because I thought it was pretty.-You lied

-Well, let's hope it's not some sort of name calling-He joked and you laughed.

Just focus on the present Y/N.

Just live.