Tony

You arrived at a fancy restaurant holding onto Tony's arm. You were given a seat before Tony even reached the front desk.

"Tony Stark. We have a legend at our restaurant," a man said. He walked you to your seats, and Tony pulled your seat out for you. The man gave you your privacy.

"Anthony Stark," you smirk, "Not only a legend but also a gentleman."

"Don't tell the Avengers."

You ordered a salad, the lightest, most dainty and cheapest thing on the menu, but Tony shook his head and ordered the most expensive thing on the menu for you. It was steak, and he told you not to worry about how you ate around him, nor how expensive the food is. It was sweet, but you couldn't eat the whole thing.

Bruce

You met in the taxi. You thought it was for you and he thought it was for him. After a moment of apologizing and confusion, you both told the driver where to go. He drove with a smug smile on his face. When you reached the restaurant, Bruce rang up a table and told the woman at the desk in advance that he would be paying.

"Once a gentleman, always a gentleman," you smirk.

"Well, I don't like change."

You soon ordered a chicken breast and wine, Bruce got the same. After a quiet dining experience, you two drank the whole bottle of wine together and each got a slice of cheesecake. You only managed to eat half of yours, Bruce ate about three-fourths. A cab drove you home and you passed out on the bed with a wide smile on your face.

Steve

Steve picked you up from your room and walked you down to the new Italian restaurant. In that short amount of time, you had learned a lot about him, the good, the bad, the tragic, some of the information you sadly shared with him.

But once you reached the restaurant, everything you thought about melted away. You looked around and saw beautiful decor and the perfect atmosphere.

"Wow, Steve, I'm impressed," you smile. Steve gestured to the waiter and he instantly brought you to a seat near a window. The window was stained glass and had actual grape vines sprouting around it. It was rustic and cozy, and very, very romantic.

"So am I," he smiled. Eventually, you fell into conversation, and once your wine arrived, you dive deeper. Your pasta didn't slow you down in the slightest. Steve picked up the check and brought you to a little cake shop, buying you an angel cake that he told to enjoy later. You went to bed with a wide smile on your face.

Clint

He came to your door in pjs. You were still wearing your training outfit, so he told you to get comfortable. You dressed in a normal t-shirt and sweatpants, then followed him. He brought you to a private viewing area usually used for presentations. He had moved the tables and put giant bean bags in their place.

"What are you doing?" You ask him. He smiles at you as Natasha knocks on the doorframe, holding a pizza box. She places it on a table in the corner and gives Clint and thumbs-up before leaving.

"I'm taking you on the best type of date," he smiled. The smell of fresh popcorn filled the air as Natasha walked in and placed it down near the pizza. Clint grabs a tiny remote from a table and you sit down in a bean-bag chair. He puts the pizza in front of the two chairs and the popcorn in your lap. Your favorite movie, the first Jurassic Park, starts playing.

"Have you ever seen this?"

"Way too many times," you confirm. He sits next to you and opens up the pizza box. You lean into him and take a slice as the opening credits begin. You don't know why, but you feel like this is the perfect start to a perfect relationship.

Bucky

When you found the restaurant, he was standing outside, and gave you an innocent smile as you came around the corner. He showed you inside and there was swingy music playing. The place was crowded.

"Are you sure it's safe for you to be here?" You ask. He smiles.

"A crowded area where you can't focus on one person? Sounds perfect to hide in," he replied. He took your hand and led you to a table that already had wine on it. You read the label for a moment.

"Bucky, this wine was made in 1942. Do you have any idea how much alcohol is in this?"

"Yes. I bought this in 1943. I imagine quite a bit," he said. He poured you and himself a glass and you both took a sip at the same time. You both made a face and put the glasses down.

"Too bitter," you say.

"Way too bitter," he agreed. You smile at him and he smiles at you. You two stare into each other's eyes for a moment before a waiter comes to take your order. Bucky was prepared and you just had what he was. After eating, you two danced until your feet were sore and you were falling asleep on his shoulder. He left the restaurant with you, you fell asleep on the car ride back home and he carried you to bed.

Pietro (long but oml so cute)

Dinner went differently than you'd expect. He was at your door just as you were done dressing.

"You ready for our date?" He asked. You nodded and started walking. You wore a casual dress with a denim jacket while he wore a plain blue shirt and khaki shorts. He looked great, but he always looked great.

"So, Pietro, where are we going?" You ask as you step into the elevator.

"You'll see," he smirked. After walking for a few minutes, you were outside. Then everything flashed by you at the speed of sound. Your feet weren't on the ground, and you saw green and brown zoom by. Pietro's face blurred as he ran quickly. Then he stopped.

"Where are we?" You ask, looking around. You seemed to be in the woods, but after walking around for a moment, you saw that you were on a mountaintop.

"The Great Smoky Mountains," he said, panting, "beautiful this time of year, isn't it?"

It was, and you saw mountains stretch across the horizon, and the sun was a few minutes away from setting. You were familiar with the Smoky Mountains, you grew up in the south, "How did you get all the way down here?"

"I ran," he answered. You looked back at him. He was wearing a new outfit. "With a few pitstops on the way."

He took your hand and walked you a little higher up the mountain. There was a little picnic laid out for you.

"Pietro... I'm speechless..." you say. Pietro sits down and you sit next to him. You two sit down together. He pours you a glass of white wine.

"Well, all you have to do is reserve another date for me. It won't be quite as romantic as this, but it'll have the same idea."

"How long have you been planning this?"

"Ever since I saw your face," he whispered in your ear. You watched the sun as it fell. You two touched your glasses together as the sun fell under the mountains. Pietro had laid out some tiny sandwiches and you two are together until the stars came out. Then you watched the stars that completely covered the sky.

"This could not get any better," you smile, resting your head on his arm. He smiled.

"Oh, but it could," he said, "and it will. I told Fury that you and I were going on a classified mission tonight. He doesn't expect us back for a few days."

You pull yourself closer to him, relishing in his warmth. You look up at the sky and see a shooting star, and thought to yourself, I wish that this date could be even better.

"I almost forgot, I brought chocolate strawberries," he said into your ear.

Your wish came true.

Wanda

She slept over in your room, and fell asleep on your shoulder. She had her arms wrapped around you and you had yours around her. You lightly moved her arms when the sun came up, and that managed to wake her up.

"Ready for our date?" You ask. She smiled and ran to her room to change. You put on her favorite dress and went to her room. She opened the door to reveal yours.

"Let's go. I already have reservations," she smiled. She took your hand and brought you to a helecarrier. You got in and she put it into autopilot.

"Where are we going?" You ask.

"You'll see," she smirks.

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After a few minutes of flying at top speed, you reach a small farmhouse on a hill. The helecarrier descended and touched the ground gently. You two got out only a second later.

"This is Clint' house," she smiled, "I had his wife prepare breakfast for us."

A streak of blue went from the house to a small barn nearby. Pietro.

"Is he in on this?" You ask.

"They all are," she smiled. She walked you into the farmhouse, where Pietro held two pieces of laminated paper.

"I believe you two have a reservation," he smirked. You smiled back at him, and he brought you to a small table in the middle. A tractor had clearly been moved from the spot, clear by the mud tracks, and there was a little candle on it. Wanda sat down on a stool, and smiled at you. Pietro placed down the papers and left.

"DIY restaurant. I like it," you smile as a young boy comes out. He is holding a piece of paper.

"Hello, my name is Cooper and I'll be serving you this morning," he read from the paper. "Do you have your eye on anything?"

You look down at the 'menu' in front of you. There was one word written on it, 'Pancakes'.

"I'll have the pancakes," you say, laughing. You hand him the paper.

"I'll have the same," Wanda said. Cooper took her paper as well and left.

"This is the most precious thing I've ever seen," you say, "By far, the best first date ever."

"Keep your voice low," Wanda says, "Pietro thinks this is a friendly thing. I don't know how he would react if he knew-"

"First, I would say to not be afraid. Then I would remind you that it would practically be illegal for me to ban you from dating the woman who brought me back to life," Pietro said from the doorway, "But that's none of my business."

"Oh, hey," you smile, turning to look at him.

"Hey," he responded. Wanda was blushing like mad. "I won't guilt you about it, though. Enjoy your date."

"Pietro, please don't tell anyone yet," you ask. The reveal is always the best part. He made a motion of zipping his lips. After a few minutes, Cooper and a little girl came in with a bottle of syrup and two plates of pancakes. The girl gave you a small flower and you tucked it behind your ear.

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After breakfast, Clint's wife had you help around the house just to clean up after your date. The little girl was Lila, and she was outside, making flower crowns for you and Wanda. She gave them to you just before you left, and you were happy with the date, and kept the flower crown. You had even found a seed in one to make more flowers as souvenirs. All-in-all, the best date you could have ever imagined.