Imagine being the SHIELD agent tasked with cleaning up after Steve.

It was the familiar crashing sound of the punching bag slamming against the floor that made you hiss for two reasons.

One - it meant that you would have to calm down Steve.
Two - you'd have to buy and install another bag.

Sighing slightly, you headed into the main gym, shooting Steve a sympathetic smile. He was obviously annoyed about something, but you didn't think it your place to bring it up. If he wanted to tell you, he would.

"Sorry," he murmured awkwardly, frowning slightly. 

"It's alright, I'll just get a new one," you replied, smiling reassuringly at the super soldier. He'd had a hard time since waking up, and you'd seen his fear and confusion firsthand as he'd wandered through the streets of modern America.

"Can I get you, uhm, a coffee or something?" Steve spoke up, causing you to turn around. This wasn't how the interaction normally went - you'd both remain in silence until you pulled the heavy bag out.

Steve watched your confusion and cleared his throat before speaking again. "You do a lot of stuff for me, so a coffee would be the least I could get you," he clarified, a large smile spreading across his face. Before you knew it, a smile had worked it's way onto your face too.

"Thanks, I'd... I'd really like that."

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Hello guys, this is my first chapter of what I hope will be a good oneshot book! If you have any suggestions of possible ideas, feel free to say them!

I'll be doing as many MARVEL, Star Wars, Hunger Games, Divergent, The Maze Runner, Doctor Who, Supernatural and Sherlock preferences that you can take in without fangirling!

Feel free to request characters or scenarios!

Captain xx