Steve never like Tony’s party’s for a few reasons. One of them was you, everyone loved you. You were his…his jealousy. You talked with a group of people, one of them being his and your good friend Red. She had noticed Steve’s states and whispered something to Bucky before walking over to Steve, “So, you either like looking, or you don’t know what to do.”
“So, you’re jealous?”
He sighed, embarrassed, but nodded.
She laughed, “Just go over there and take a stance. She’s your girl.”
“You’re right,” he said.
“I always am,” she grinned.
“While you’re there send Bucky over, pretty please?”
Steve walked over to Bucky and did as Red asked before moving through the large crowd of people trying to get to you.
“Excuse me,” he said as he moved through the bodies until he got to you. You were laughing really hard and happy to see Steve. You practically jumped out of your seat to hug him.
Steve took charge and kissed you in front of everyone. This wasn’t like Steve but you liked it and kissed back. Your arms wrapped around his shoulders. He pulled his lips away from you’re to mutter to you, and only you in the sweetest voice imaginable, “You’re mine, and I love you.”