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Steve looked up from his book when he spotted Peter rushing into the room. He threw his bag onto the space next to Bucky and almost ripped the fridge door open. Steve frowned as he drank milk from the carton.

"Peter, use a glass. Other people use that milk,"

"I'm sorry!" Peter gasped for air, "I ate something spicy,"

"I told you not to eat it," Harley muttered and walked into the room. Steve sat up straight smiling and he closed the book, "It's your fault for trying to impress your girlfriend,"

"I don't need to impress her," Peter said, "I'm just impressive in general,"

"Mm,"

"How are you, Harley?" Steve asked, standing up and walking over to her, "After earlier, I was worried about you,"

Harley couldn't look at him and Steve wondered why, "I'm fine. Well, I am now,"

"Good. That's good," Steve folded his arms, "I, um, I was wondering-"

"There is my main girl!" Sam said, swooping in behind Harley, "Have you thought about what I said?"

"Not yet. I've not had the time," Harley sighed.

"Is everything ok?" Steve asked, "If you need anything you can ask me,"

Harley shook her head and pulled her sleeves over her hands, "I don't need anything. Thank you,"

"Oh, sure. Of course," Steve said, "I won't tread on your toes,"

Sam whispered something in Harley's ear and she nodded, looking up at Steve.

"Did...let's get something to drink," She said, "Spidey, tell Tony I'll be back in time for dinner,"

"Sure," Peter said, staring at Steve, "Call me if you need me,"

"I'm sure she will be ok with me, Peter," Steve smiled, "I'll look after your sister,"

Peter scoffed and went to annoy Bucky.

The coffee shop Harley took Steve to was just around the corner from the tower. It was quiet at this time of day and the workers were used to seeing the Avengers every now and then. Steve sat with his coffee in his hands and Harley had a green tea. She hadn't said a word and it was obvious to Steve that something was bothering her.

"Harley," Steve said, putting his hand on hers, "You know you can talk to me. What is going on in your head?"

"A lot," She said quietly, "There is a hell of a lot going through my head right now and I don't know how to tell you what it is,"

Steve nodded, "Then take your time. I'm going to listen to whatever you have to say,"

Harley sipped her tea and grimaced, "I hate this stuff. It's so bitter but it's supposed to be good for you,"

"Why did you order it? You don't need to be healthy," Steve chuckled, "You have a beautiful body, not that I'm always looking at your body. Of course, I do look at you a lot because you are gorgeous and it isn't just about your looks. You have a great personality and you make Bucky laugh which is difficult. He's such a hardass and...do you know what? I'm going to stop talking and drink my coffee. Pretend I never said anything,"

Harley didn't say anything.

"Ok, forget it," Steve said, "I'm not going to keep my mouth shut. I was really worried about you earlier and I wanted to follow you but Sam got there first. Not that I blame him, you are good friends but I was also jealous. I was jealous, that it wasn't me comforting you and you weren't crying into my chest. Harley, I like you. A lot,"

Harley looked up at him with wide eyes.

"I know this is sudden because we've never spent any proper time together. The times we have spent together are always intimate," Steve said, laughing nervously, "I'd like to get to know you some more. I already know your body and feel like I'm an expert on that. I want to know you. Your favourite colour, food and drink. I want to know the books you read or what you were like in school. If...if you'd let me that is. I can take you out for dinner and-"

"Steve," Harley said, "That...that does sound lovely but you need to listen carefully,"

"If you want more time, then I will wait. I'm willing to wait for you,"

"Shit, this is harder than I thought,"

"Are you rejecting me?" Steve asked quietly, "I...I thought you felt the same way as I did. I also don't care that you were intimate with Loki. You are single but-"

"Steve. Stop talking. For just a minute. I need to get this off my chest and it is really important for you to listen," Harley said and Steve nodded.

"I'm sorry,"

"No, don't say sorry," Harley said and put her hand on his, "Oh, god. This is so fucking hard. How do people do it?"

Steve tilted his head, "Harley, what is wrong? Are you sick?"

Harley shook her head and laughed, "No. I'm not sick,"

"Then just talk to me. What is going on?"

"I'm..." Harley let out a shaky breath, "Steve, I'm pregnant,"

Steve's heart dropped into his stomach, "P-pregnant?"

"Yes,"

"I...how?"

Harley lifted her eyebrow at him, "You might be over 100 years old, but I know for a damn fact you know how babies are made,"

"I know, I just....holy shit, I'm freaking out," Steve said grabbing his hair and he stood up, staring at Harley with wide eyes, "How the hell are you-"

"Steve!" Harley snapped, "Don't fucking tell everyone!"

"Is...is it mine?" Steve whispered and found people looking over at him freaking out, "We need to go. Come on,"

Harley grabbed her bag but Steve didn't wait for her and rushed out of the coffee shop trying to take a big breath of air.

"Pregnant? Fucking pregnant?"

"You freaked out more than me," Harley said.

"How are you so calm!?"

"Someone has to be," Harley put her hand on Steve's arm, "I know that this was hard to hear but please understand that I didn't mean for this to happen,"

"Is the baby mine?" Steve asked and Harley bit into her lip, "Harley?"

"That's the thing, Steve," She whispered, "I don't know,"

"Right," He said, "Loki is part of this as well. Of course. I should have known,"

"Please don't hate me. I swear I never planned for this to happen. I know you-"

"I don't hate you, Harley," Steve said pulling her into a hug, "I'm...I'm just in shock. I also know you didn't plan for this to happen. No one does. Actually, that isn't true. Some people plan for babies but that's because they are in relationships and are ready for a baby or children. I just never thought it would be me. I'm a single man!"

"I am sorry,"

"Harley, please don't say sorry. It isn't your fault," Steve sighed, "Even though you said you were on, what is it, the pill? I should have been more careful. You just get me so worked up that everything I know about protection leaves my head and I just need my dick buried inside you,"

"Captain America," Harley feigned an offended gasp, "I had no idea you could be so crude,"

Steve rolled his eyes, "You know me well enough by now that it happens when sex is involved...with you. Does Loki know?"

"No. I told you first. I will tell Loki after dinner if I can get him alone,"

Steve nodded, "Did you want me there?"

"It might be better if I do this alone," Harley said, "And...about that date?"

"What about it?"

"Would you still be willing to take me on one?" Harley said, her cheeks going red, "I'd like to get to know you more as well...away from the sheets,"

Steve smiled, "I'd love to take you on a date. I'd be honoured,"

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