Request from Anonymous: Sam Wilson x Reader with “Wait, do you two know each other” and “You are adorable as hell!” I’m sorry this took so long, but here you go! Enjoy:)
“Wow, Cap, I’m offended that I’m not your only friend,” You tease the super soldier, mockingly placing your hand over your heart.
Steve chuckles, rolling his eyes.
“I know Y/N, it’s a heartbreaker. I’m sorry you don’t own all of my undivided attention.”
“I guess I can forgive you,” You jokingly agree to with a heavy sigh. “So, who’s this friend you’re introducing me to?”
Since the two of you first met, Steve constantly mentions in a vague passing an old friend you remind him off. You finally cornered him into introducing you to said friend so you can see for yourself whether this person is like you or not.
“An old friend,” Steve responds cryptically.
“Yeah, I’ve gotten that much,” You snort in response.
“You’ll like him,” Steve promises.
“Well if they’re like me, then I’d hope so,” You joke.
Steve laughs, then shrugs.
“It might come as a disappointment to see what you are really like.”
“Shut up, Steve,” You shove the large man, sticking your tongue out at him while he laughs harder.
The two of you walk into the sandwich shop, waiting in line, Steve occasionally glancing toward the door for his friend. After a few minutes of waiting, the bells above the door jingle and you both glance over to see a man walk into the cafe.
“No way,” You mutter to yourself with a grin.
The man, spots Steve, then sees you next to Steve, and pulls off his sunglasses with a similar grin.
“Hey Cap,” Sam greets, shaking hands with Steve.
“Sam, it’s good to see you,” Steve grins.
“So, this is the friend you wanted to introduce me to?” Sam asks, looking over at you who is trying your hardest to not laugh.
He winks at you, stealthily gesturing for you to go with it. You compose yourself, preparing yourself for whatever Sam has in store for you.
“Yeah, Sam, this is Y/N, Y/N, this is Sam,” Steve introduces.
With a straight face, Sam shakes your hand, bowing his head at you.
“Father Time,” He greets.
“Felipe,” You respond seriously.
“Wait,” Steve stares at both of you for a moment, your greetings to each other sink in. “Do you two know each other?”
“Well, you’ve gloed up real nice since high school!” Sam teases with a hint of seriousness, not answering Steve’s question yet.
“I can say the same about you,” You grin, a blush creeping on your checks.
“Is that a blush I see?” Sam pokes your checks.
You look down with a sly smile, batting his hands away.
“You’re adorable as hell,” He grins, pulling you into a hug as the two of you laugh.
“It’s good to see you Y/N,” Sam murmurs into your hair.
“Good to see you too, Sam,” You agree.
Sam glances over a Steve, one arm flung around your shoulder, your arm strung around his waist.
“Yeah Cap, I know Y/N,” Sam grins, glancing at you.
“How?” Steve questions in bewilderment.
“We went to highschool together,” You explain. “Pretty good friends, actually.”
“Yeah, and we stayed in touch in college, but then I got deployed and we drifted,” Sam finishes.
“Okay…” Steve chuckles. “So much for that idea.”
Someone from behind the counter calls yours and Steve’s name to get your sandwiches.
“Let’s sit down,” You suggest then you and Steve retrieve your sandwiches and join Sam at a table.
“So,” Steve begins, glancing between the two of you now sitting next to each other. “What’s the story behind Father Time and Felipe?”
You and Sam begin laughing at the thought of the nicknames.
“I forgot about Felipe,” Sam sighs, a huge grin on his face. “So, when we were in high school, I always texted Y/N when I needed advice about something and I swear 90% of the time, the advice was ‘give it time’-”
“-But I was always right, wasn’t I?” You add.
“Yes,” Sam agrees with a smile. “You were. So, our junior year, I took a photoshop class and found this animated picture of “Father Time” and edited Y/N’s face on it.”
You start laughing at the memory of opening that email in the middle of class. “I remember I was in Mrs. Carney’s class and started laughing really hard so she made me show her the picture then she put it up on the projector for everyone to see,” You put your face in your hands, still laughing. “I don’t think anyone actually remembered my name after that.”
“I had the whole school calling you Father Time,” Sam laughs, leaning back in his chair.
Steve grins at the story, laughing along with y’all. He smiles softly as he watches Sam drape an arm on the back of your chair.
“So how did Felipe get started?” Steve asks, taking a bite of his sandwich.
“That was actually both of us,” You begin to explain, unwrapping your sandwich.
“There was this… I don’t even know what to call it,” Sam chuckles. “Popular saying I guess that was ‘bye felisha’. Y/N here, said it a lot, and I mean a lot-”
“-I didn’t say it that much!” You defend yourself.
“Oh, yes you did,” Sam disagrees. “Anyways, I most of the time was ‘Felisha’, but Y/N didn’t like it. Said I wasn’t a ‘Felicia’ cause I’m not a girl and so Y/N decides to think of the guy version of ‘Felisha’. We were doing a US history review and I said something snarky or something like that and Y/N looks over at me and with a straight face,” Sam starts laughing at the memory. “Y/N says ‘bye Felipe’.”
You and Sam start laughing while Steve chuckles. It’s a funny story, but he can tell it’s more of a you-had-to-be-there type of story. As your laughter dies down, Sam smiles at you fondly.
“Not bad times,” He grins.
“Not at all,” You agree, offering him a bite of your sandwich.
He takes a bite then glances over at Steve who is watching the two of you with crossed arms and a smile. “Alright Y/N, help me out,” Steve begins. “I need the most embarrassing story of Sam from high school.”
“Oh no,” Sam groans, leaning his head back.
You tap your chin slowly as you study you friend, then the perfect story comes to mind.
“Oh! I should tell him about your cross dressing ‘experiment’!” You grin slyly with mischievous eyes.
“What?” Steve laughs, staring at Sam incredulously.
“It was for sociology!” Sam exclaims.
“Don’t act like you didn’t like it,” You tease.
Sam glares at you then you launch into the story, Sam hiding his blushing face behind his hand. Though Sam was thoroughly embarrassed, not even Steve could miss the admiring smiles Sam sent your way.
You, Sam, and Steve spent another two hours in the cafe, telling stories and laughing until you felt a six pack coming on. You’d somehow forgotten how much you miss Sam. The three of you stand outside the cafe, Steve suddenly deciding he wants to go look at something in another shop alone. You and Sam stand there for a moment then Sam says
“That was great.”
“Yeah it was,” You agree. “I’ve missed you.”
“I’ve missed you too,” Sam seconds. “Let’s do this again.”
“That’d be nice,” You smile.
“Except, let’s just do the two of us,” Sam winks.
“Felipe, are you asking me on a date?” You giggle.
“Why yes Father Time, I am. So, do I have to give it time or will you get dinner with me on Saturday?”
“It’s a date,” You smile, then reach up and peck Sam on the check. “See you Saturday,” You call to Sam as you walk toward Steve who has since come out of the shop and became very “interested” in a nearby tree to cover up his eavesdropping.
Sam waves, then turns, pumping his fist in triumph. Saturday isn’t going to get here quick enough, he thinks to himself, grinning at the mere thought of an evening alone with you.
This had me grinning like an idiot. Very fun to write :) I love Sam. Thank you guys for being patient with me, hopefully I will be able to get my next request up much sooner (got an 88 on my physics exam *happy dance*). Love y’all!