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Y/N's POV

-It's impossible, you two are definetly dating.-Wanda said taking a big spoon full of ice cream.

-We are not dating...-You still didn't say to her that you two kissed, more than once.

-But...You like him right? I can see in your eyes everytime you look at him.

You two were sitting lied in your bed with a big bowl of napolitan ice cream. You were quite annoyed since she was eating all the strawberry part by herself.

-Uh....It's weird...But I think I do...?-As you said that Wanda almost jumped out of the bed, suddenly holding your shoulders.

-WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU LIKE HIM? SOMETHING HAPPENED.

-H..How do you know??

-OH MY GOD SO SOMETHING HAPPENED. TELL ME!

-Only if you calm down!

-Alright alright!-She was till agitatee but sat again on the bed, took the bowl and started eating furiously the ice cream.

-So...At New Year's day...we...We kissed.

She scream loudly and started jumping around the room.

-MY OTP YES!-She shouted fangirling.

-Um...There's more.

She looked like a creepy horror movie character turning fast her head at you.

-More?-She asked.

-Yes.

She jumped again on the bed and stayed quiet listening.

-...We went on a date too.

-Aaaaaaahhhhhhhh, how was it? Was it romantic like in the movies? What did you dress? Did he kiss you????

-It was at Brookyn. It was very fun. Yes, romantic too, but we went to a golden age ball, so it was hilarious, I dressed simple, and at the end of the night we kissed.

-It's so adorable.

-And we kissed again, last week, well, I kissed him.

Wanda made a huge "O" with her mouth and shaker her hands high in the sky celebrating.

-And you're not dating yet?????-She said.

-He never...uh...asked me, and what if we are not meant to be? Like, what if we date it ruins our friendship?

-And what if maybe you loose the chance to stay with the love of your life?

-This is not a TV show Wanda.

-No, but you are the one who writes your story.-She lifted her shoulders- The choice is yours.

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-Hey-Steve greeted as you arrived at your spot on the parking lot.

-Oh, hi.-You sat next to him but not too close.

-You good?

-Yeah...-You were still thinking about what Wanda said.

What if Steve didn't like you enough date? What was your relationship? Friends? That didn't seem to be the case anymore, friends didn't feel like. And, at the same time, you didn't want him only as a friend...Even though you were afraid of the future.

He seemed like a greek god, his face perfectly sculpted, admiring the horizont while the sunshine iluminated and made a reflect on his crystalline blue eyes. The breeze shaking his blonde hair, falling charmingly on his face like dominoes, it was a perfect scenario, that you didn't know you were staring until he turned to you and noticed.

-Are you okay? You seem very distracted...-He asked.

-Yes.-You lied.

-No you're not.-He leaned closer, you could feel your face hotter.- Just tell me.

-What...-You took a deep breath- What exactly are...we?

Steve made a surprised face, his eyebrows got a up a little and he started thinking for a second. Even he didn't know the answer.

-Um...-He tried but couldn't reply your question.

-I'm just...confused...about this.-You opened.

-Confused?

-Yes...I mean, we aren't just friends but...I can't really say we are dating, I don't know how you...How I...-Your voice failed, talk about that was harder then it seemed to be.

-How I feel about you?-He read your mind.

-Yes.

-I feel...

But when he was about to say something the rain started to fall, you two turned your eyes to the sky, feeling the little raindrops splashing on your face, the getting bigger and faster as the rain git stronger.

-I didn't know it was going to rain today- Steve said as you observed the sky already grey with heavy Clouds.- Put this on- He took out his jacket and put above your head.

It was already kind of late, Steve and you had the habit to go to the parking lot after training all the time, then, after it, he'd drive you back to your house. But this time the rain was too strong. You felt like the wind was going to carry you away.

-Stay close to me-Steve held you by your waist, making sure the rain hit him before you, and started running until you arrived at the tower.

The puddles forming om the ground quickly made your shoes wet, Steve almost slipped but gladly, you managed to catch him, you both keeping your balance trying to stay safe from the rain. The trees nearby shaking violently, like a storm was about to come.

You finally entered the tower, soaked, the cleaning lady looking at you angry as you both made dirty the floor she just have polished.

-I can't drive you home like this...-He observed the forming storm outside, then turned to you worried- Did you catch too much rain? What if you get sick....

-I'm fine.-You tried to calm him down.

He holded your arms and felt the temperature of your hands.

-You are so cold. Let's warm you up, come on.-He put an arm around you and went to the elevator, pressing a button to go to the dorms.

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There's this usual stereotype of men being messy and having a dirty room full of playboy magazines, you realized those labels were wrong when you entered Steve's room.

It was an iluminated place, it didn't have much decoration, it was indeed very...minimalistic. A bookcase, a queen size bed, some shelves with other belongings, but the best part of the room was on a desk.

Just in front of a window there was this desk, it had some papers in a pile, a cup full of pens and pencils and jade plant healthly standing there. The special thing about it though, was the snowglobe you gave him, and a record player with the Frank Sinatra vinyl.

It was nice to see he really appreciated it. You could imagine Steve there, passing time studying about history while listening to music, shaking the snowglobe from time to time just for fun, then noticing his plant needed some water and fastly hurrying like a father to take care of it.

-Please make yourself at home-Steve said kindly and closed the door behind him.

He went to the wardrobe, looking for something then went back bringing a pile of clothes and a towel for you.

-It's not your size, but I think it'll fit, you can take a hot shower there-He pointed to the bathroom- It's better if you don't stay with these wet clothes to avoid a flu.

-Oh no I'm fine, don't need to worry about--

-No, no, head to the shower.-He insisted and put the clothes on your hands.-I don't want you sick. Now go.

Without much choice you headed to the bathroom and locked the door.

You always knew that Stark's tower had incredible dorms but wow, that bathroom was like from those rich house articles. You took off your clothes and found a pack of new soap under the cabinet, you also opened to see what steve had there, just for curiosity.

It had beard products (of course), aspirin, facial cream (that explained his soft skin), toothbrush, toothpaste, a mouthwash and moisturzer.

"He has a beauty routine better than mine, I need to get some tips" you thught.

You headed to the shower and wanted to take nite sof wich shampoo he used (literally, let's be real, his hair was so silky and shiny).

You turned the water run and in a short moment you felt warm again.

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"They're not your size" well definetly not. You should've known a man with height and with those large shoulder would of course have oversized clothes.

And that was actually the best part of it.

It was so comfortable, like you were dressed with soft cottom clouds. He gave you a beige sweatshirt and long black sweatpants. It might seem silly but sometimes but you liked it, speacially because it had his smell (a good one of course). He even gave you socks, really.

You got out of the bathroom and slowly walked into the room, at least tried to walk in those pants. He wasn't in the room so you just standed there not knowing what to do.

Steve enterd some short minutes later, bringing a tray with hot cocoa. He chuckled as yhe saw you in his clothes, then set the papers aside and put the tray on his desk.

-Well, it fits.-He walked to you and straightned the sweatshirt in your shoulders- You look cute.

You could feel yourself blushing, and just gave a smile.

-Please sit.-He pointed to his bed and went to grab a cup.

You, shy, sat on his big bed, it was comfy and the pillows were the most luxurious you saw. You knew Tony was the one who arranged that room at first since Steve didn't cared about that stuff in the first place, but still, it was kind of cool.

He handed you a cup of hot cocoa wich you accepted and thanked him. But he didn't stop there, he went again to the wardrobe and got a blanket, putting above you.

-I-I'm good-You tried but he was stubborn.

-You won't get sick if you stay like this.-He assured.

-And what about you? You're still wet Steve.-You said and he finally looked at himself.

-You're right...I even forgot about that. I'll be back soon, you can turn on the TV if you want, just stay warm there ok?

And he grabbed his clothes and went for a shower.

He had left the remote control just by your side but you didn't feel like watching anything. Being in his apartment still was different to say the least. It had a welcome perspective, but it felt weird staying there alone for the mere minutes he stayed in the shower, you wondered if he felt lonely there by himself, how shocked he must've been of waking up in a completely different time and having to stay there alone.

Steve got out from the shower fast, was already changed, his hair a little messy as he hanged the towel around his neck as he stepped into the room.

The thing is that he didn't stop for a second, he was always asking if you wanted something, you knew that, deep inside, he was nervous. Has he ever brought someone there? Maybe Sharon. Or is it just because of you?

-Steve.-You said to him making him stop.

-Yes?-He asked promptly.

-Why don't you sit for a while? Your drink will get cold.-You pointed to his hot cocoa still waiting on the desk.

-You're right.-He nodded and grabbed his cup, then looked around the room still unsure of what to do.

-...Why don't you sit here?-You showed him the other side of the bed- I think a whole soccer team fits in here.- You joked making the situation less awkward.

Steve gave a haf smile and set him self next, you pulled the blanket above him too, and you could feel his body brushing slightly at yours.

He took a sip of his cocoa and stared into oblivion for a solid second. Then broke the silence.

-Everything comes back to you.-He said suddenly.- That's how I feel.-He turned his head and faced you- Maybe I didn't make myself clear before or I just don't know how to express myself...-He made a pause- But...I never thought I'd feel thsi for someone again, but since the day I met you I've been drowning into you.

His eyes met yours and your heart was beating faster, you coukd hear the rain outside, chaotic, wiping away everything in its path while inside, the fight was in your heart, but when he said those words peace has been declared.

And you felt it was right.

You felt like you could accept that feeling and embrace yours.

-This is...new for me.-You talked holding strongly the cuo in your hand- You knoe I've been hurt a lot of times....It's...hard for me to open uo and feel something...- He nodded agreeing- But I feel like...With you I can begin again...-You gave a little smile- Sometimes I just want you to stay next to me...I felt like it was just as a friend at first but...

-I can't satisfy myself with just friends anymore.-He finished your sentence.

-Yes.-Your voice sounded so weak that it was almost as a whisper.

-I feel exactly the same.-He added.- Can we...-He looked down the blankets the turned again to you- Can we try? Try to be more than this?

You didn't know what to say at first, you felt like something blossomed inside your heart, and, slowly taking your air, making you speachless.

-I...I just want to treat you right.-He took your hand, so warm, such delicate words and gestures, it felt like in a movie.

And you stared into his eyes, so pure, filled with hope, caring and love. The possibility of saying no didn't even pass to your mind. There was just one answer, and you couldn't avoid saying it. It was snow.

-Yes.-You replied.-Yes I want to try with you Steve.

He gave a bright smile, a smile welcoming a new start.

In the meantime you two smiled at yourselves Steve got closer, ending the soaces between the sheets, leaning and kissing you.

The cold was brushed away, his were warm, sweet like honey, addicting, that comfort you just want to dive into. He stopped and smiled at you again.

-Do you still feel cold?-He asked.

-Hm....Maybe if you give me one more kiss I won't.-You played and he smirked.

He put both back on the tray and turned on the record player into an old, romantic, and slow song, got again on the bed, tangled himself with yours on the sheets and joined again into kisses, while hugging and warmed you.

Can't Help Falling In love by Elvis Presley Playing

You gave a short laugh and you felt his feet beneath the blankets wrapped around yours, you both lied on the bed sharing slow sweet kisses as the rain outside continued falling down.

And it was comfortable, it seemed good, and you could imagine yourself living like that, a warm night with your...boyfrjend? No, boyfriend seemed to weak to establish the relationship you had...with your lover.

-You taste like cocoa-He whispered and you could feel his lips forming a smile brushing them at your ear, whenever he did that you felt chills at your whole body.

He layed his head on the pillow, just admiring you in front of him, you almost questioned why, but the moment was so magical that you just didn't say anything. Falking into that spell of enchantantment as the water fell and the world seemed to end outside.

That summed up well your relationship with Steve, whenever it seemed to have a storm happening he was there, always to help you get out from the cold and bring you inside, where you felt safe.

What you just realized, is that, the inside, was inside his heart.