The tentative smile was audible in Steve's voice before he hung up. He spent much of the rest of the next day with a very smug Natasha (and for the good of his own mental health he didn't ask her why she was suddenly so smug) who coached him on what to wear. Apparently slacks and a nice button down with a tie were no longer acceptable casual date wear, and she picked out clothes that, in her words, would 'knock 'em dead'.
He wasn't sure.
He felt kind of uncomfortable in the jeans, they were so tight that it felt like they'd been painted on, but at least the soft leather jacket over a light blue shirt looked nice enough. When he showed up at the Tower he had flowers, because his Ma raised him right, a bouquet of mixed colours and types.
"Sir," JARVIS said, "Captain Rogers has arrived and is waiting in the atrium."
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The tentative smile was audible in Steve's voice before he hung up. He spent much of the rest of the next day with a very smug Natasha (and for the good of his own mental health he didn't ask her why she was suddenly so smug) who coached him on what to wear. Apparently slacks and a nice button down with a tie were no longer acceptable casual date wear, and she picked out clothes that, in her words, would 'knock 'em dead'.
He wasn't sure.
He felt kind of uncomfortable in the jeans, they were so tight that it felt like they'd been painted on, but at least the soft leather jacket over a light blue shirt looked nice enough. When he showed up at the Tower he had flowers, because his Ma raised him right, a bouquet of mixed colours and types.
"Sir," JARVIS said, "Captain Rogers has arrived and is waiting in the atrium."