Steve ran over the words in his head again, nervously tracing the spine of his translation book, practically vibrating with anxious energy. Beside him Bucky was rolling his eyes, and Sam was grinning encouragingly.
“I don’t know what you’re so worried about Steve. You’ve got that crazy memory of yours, unlike some people.” Bucky tapped his head, as if anyone was lost to his meaning, and Steve winced. He hated Bucky talking about himself in such a manner, but he also hated his friend’s “encouragement” in his love life. James Buchanan Barnes was the best friend a man could ask for, but quite possibly the worst wingman ever. It didn’t help that Steve was already terrible to begin with. Bucky was great at attracting attention for himself, but terrible with helping other people.
Thankfully, Steve had another wingman, this one with actual wings.
“Come on Steve, you’ve got this.” Sam said kindly, clasping a hand on Steve’s shoulder. “You’re practically fluent, and it will show you really care about him. All of him.”
Steve nodded and took a deep breath. “Okay. Wish me luck?”
Both Sam and Bucky immediately gave their well wishes as Steve left the room in search of Pietro. Thankfully he didn’t have to search long, and heard the familiar lilt of Sokovian conversation in the living room. As Steve drew closer, he tried to figure out the best way to approach. He didn’t want to interrupt the twins, but he also didn’t want to lurk in the corner and wait like some sort of creep. However as he came closer, he caught some of what Pietro was saying, and his heart immediately sank. Pietro was talking about the arms of one of the Avengers, the strong physique of “the gorgeous blonde”, and Wanda was rolling her eyes, as if the two had the conversation many times.
Steve wasn’t blind. When “arms” were the topic of discussion and the Avengers were the contenders, the winner was Thor, each and every time. Not that Steve harbored any resentment toward the Asgardian prince. He was certainly a fine specimen, but Steve was interested in Pietro, who was apparently interested in Th-him?
“You know I cannot say anything!” Pietro cried in Sokovian, in response to a murmured comment from his sister, too low for Steve to hear. “He is our Captain, our leader. It would be humiliating.”
A huge grin spread across Steve’s face, and he squared his shoulders.
If he was going to ask Pietro to be his best guy, he needed to do this right.