Steve Rogers x Reader Fic
A/N: Once again I have been trolling Spotify instead of focusing on what I should be, and this is what comes of it.
Summary: A dance party of Tony’s takes a turn when a joke is played which you don’t find funny, causing you to reveal a long kept secret.
Word Count: 3482 | Warnings: Foul language, small angst, mostly fluff
Your heart pounded in your chest, racing in time to the music. The bass thudding, beat heavy, sultry lyrics floating through the air. Sweat glistened on your skin as you danced with Wanda and Natasha.
Tony always threw the best parties.
Food, drinks, and music abounded. You got to dress to the nines, fabulous clothes and shoes which made your legs look divine. There was nothing like it, in your estimation.
The only thing which would make your night better would be if the tall blond soldier standing by the bar would come dance with you, but Steve was being the stoic, brooding Captain you knew and loved.
Not that he knew you loved him. Everyone else did, but not Steve. The man was oblivious.