sleepy?” you asked absently, finally breaking the silence as you neared the
getting yelled at, punched, and dragged across campus in the snow without my
coat? Not so much,” Steve said ruefully, and you looked up at him with concern
even as you pressed a bit closer. You hadn’t brought your coat either.
however did you guess?”
sassy, just tell me what happened,” you said with an exasperated laugh.
just a jerk,” Steve said after a slight hesitation. When you looked utterly unconvinced,
he continued. “He’s just grumpy.… And Sam may or may not have seen our little
um… accidental kiss…and told Bucky about it.” By the end of his explanation,
Steve’s voice was down to a quiet murmur and his cheeks were flushed by more
than just the cold winter air.
telling your best friend about any kiss, even an accidental one, was probably
not the best call,” you said with an empathetic smile.
you tell Natasha?”
morning after you left. She was…displeased.”
It only took you a moment to process the slightly hurt look on Steve’s face.
God, no! Not because it was you! No, oh my god, if anything she was thrilled that it was you! She was just
mad I didn’t tell her as soon as it happened!”
looked up at you, eyebrows still slightly furrowed as he searched your features
carefully. You didn’t let your eyes stray, though the intensity of his gaze
sent your stomach twisting into knots and your heart fluttering. Eventually you
saw the corner of his mouth lift up in the slightest smirk, and the sight did
nothing to ease your nerves.
huh?” he teased, and you laughed weakly, your playful shove not having nearly
enough force behind it to affect him.
it easy, hotshot.”
my god,” you said with a groan, turning to walk away from him.
didn’t get very far before Steve grabbed your wrist and yanked you back towards
him, leading you to trip over one of the Lonely Tree’s protruding roots and
stumble into his arms. Steve laughed at your exasperated expression, even more
so when it shifted into a glare as you looked up at him.
don’t look at me like that. I didn’t trip you!”
not, but you were the one yanking me backwards. When did you get so clingy?”
it started snowing, and I’m in my pajamas.”
is not snowing!” you said with a
raised an eyebrow at you, taking a piece of your hair between his fingers and
waving it in front of your face. You gave a little delighted gasp at the
snowflakes clinging to the strands.
my god, it’s snowing!”
radiant smile faltered a bit when a blast of freezing air and snowflakes
swirled around you, forcing you deeper into Steve’s arms.
god, it’s freezing!” you corrected, and Steve hummed in agreement,
ducking his head to rest on your shoulder. “Okay, I need to talk to you about
something, but I need you to let go of me.”
me, I know. I promise I’ll talk fast, and then we can go inside.”
can’t we talk like this?”
this is not something easy for me to say, so I need a reason to say it and say
it quickly, or I’ll lose the nerve.”
Steve drew back to look at you in confusion, you used the opportunity to break
out of his hold, backing up a few steps until you felt the smooth bark of the
Lonely Tree against your back lending you strength and support. You could do
this. You would freeze to death if you didn’t do this. Nat would kick your
frostbitten ass if you didn’t do this. You could do it, dammit!
What if… I mean, what would you umm…” Your breaths were coming quicker, a
result of your heart beating a frantic beat in your chest, but you forced
yourself to continue. “What would you have done if that kiss hadn’t been an
saw your question draw all the air from Steve’s lungs in a puff of fog, and you
squeezed your eyes closed at the sight, sagging back against the Lonely Tree
and pressing your palms to the frosty bark.
matter how many shaky breaths Steve took, his mind wouldn’t stop its frenzied
scrambling. How was he supposed to answer this question? It was an accident.
There was no getting around that, was there? What were you looking for? Was the
kiss not something you regretted? Was that possible? Was it possible that it
had been something you wanted? When Steve finally managed to look at you, he
felt a tightness in his chest.
still had your eyes closed, focusing on slowing your breaths, telling yourself
that you could handle whatever answer you received from him. After all, you
hadn’t necessarily given away anything about your own feelings with that
question, had you? Surely you could pass it off as a matter of curiosity. Steve
was staring at you when you opened your eyes, his face alight with cautious
“You have to tell her how you
feel, Steve! She’s not going to wait around forever!” Bucky had said this
“What makes you think she’s
waiting around at all?”
“Don’t give me that shit. Sam
told me what happened between you two on Friday.”
“It was an accident!”
“But you didn’t want it to be.”
“I can’t just tell her that. I
don’t want to ruin this! I don’t want to lose her.”
“If you can’t make yourself tell
her, then you’ve got to show her. One way or another, we’re solving this.
“What does that even mean?”
“You know damn well what that
one more shaky breath, Steve began to move towards you, each step careful and
slow, and your fingers flexed against the tree behind you as your heart proved
that yes, it could in fact beat even
faster. Steve set his hands on your shoulders before running them lightly down
your arms to lace your fingers with his. Try as you might to find some trace of
his thoughts and intentions on his face, all you could read was an intense
focus as he gave your hands a gentle squeeze and released them.
you said hesitantly, your voice no more than a whisper soon carried off by the
didn’t seem to hear you, though you caught a faint smile grace his features as
you felt his left hand come to rest gently on your hip and guide you closer. Ever
so slowly, ever so carefully, his right hand lifted, fingers softly tracing
over your cheek, your jaw, your neck, before resting there, holding you steady.
When his eyes finally met yours, you hardly dared to breathe. You had never
seen them like this before, shining so brightly and so lovingly that they reduced
your world to just this, just him. But, god, it was enough. He was more than
is the only answer I can give,” Steve whispered, and he kissed you.
if you had thought for a moment that you knew what it would be like to kiss him,
he proved you wrong. There was nothing shy about this. His lips were soft and
warm, but this kiss was firm. He knew that he wanted this, wanted you, and he
made it clear with every tender press of his lips. And when you kissed him
back, he only redoubled his efforts. He wrapped his arm more snugly around your
hips to hold you tightly against him as his other hand lost itself in your
hair, tilting your head slightly for a better angle and a deeper kiss. Your
toes curled at the sensation, and your hands gripped at his shirt, never
wanting this to end.
he had to pull back from the kiss, though he never let you go. You were both
left breathless, clinging to each other and slipping into dazzling smiles as
you relived the kiss again and again. When you broke into an amazed giggle, he
gave a soft laugh of his own. The blush that rose to his cheeks soon after was
enough to overwhelm you.
Rogers, you are not allowed to be shy after what you just did
to me,” you teased with a laugh.
He hid his face in the crook of your neck.
apologizing either! Don’t make me use your middle name!”
don’t even know my middle name.”
you say Buscemi, I swear to God, Y/N – ”
Buscemi has no place in this relationship.”
“Relationship? I don’t remember saying anything about a relationship,” you teased, and he lifted his head from your shoulder to flash you a very unamused and unconvinced frown.
hate you,” he grumbled, but when you gave a noncommittal hum and placed a soft kiss to the corner of his mouth, he couldn’t hold back a smile.
you don’t,” you whispered.
“You’re stuck with me now. Boyfriends aren’t allowed to hate their girlfriends,” you warned.
“Boyfriends? Have you got one of those?”
“Yes, I do. He thinks he’s funny, but he’s actually really lame.”
“Probably because he spends too much time with you.”
The way you act and dress are very important to selling the idea that you’re a paying customer.
DRESS NICE. Don’t wear trench coats, bulky jackets, anything out of season, etc.
DONT LOOK LIKE YOURSELF. If you happen to get caught on camera u better look unrecognizable. Change up your hair, makeup, body type etc.
It’s all in the details which will let you live to be FREE and not IN JAIL another day.
ACT CONFIDENT: it’s hard not to be an anxious wreck, but fake it the best you can. Put yourself in the mindset that you’re a strong independent person that doesn’t need help, that you belong there, but don’t act cocky, don’t be an asshole to the employees. It is their job to assist you.
It is seriously awful but it’s the truth: People are more likely to suspect you of stealing if you aren’t white. So do your best to sell that you’re a well off person who can afford to buy the entire store. Do your best to blend in with every basic bitch on the block.