Steve

His hat was placed on the top of his head along with his sun glasses covering his bright blue eyes. He sat outside on a bench with a couple of pestering bees buzzing around him annoyingly. He had two suit cases packed sitting beside him. One a dark navy blue and the other a rich purple. The finger print less glass door opened along with the sound of the click of shoes. He glanced over and saw what he had been waiting for. Her smile was up but something about her expression was off. "I have our things ready to go. The only thing we have to wait for is some of our boxes coming in a few weeks." Her arms wrapped around him as a hug, but it felt wrong. "What's wrong?" She took a deep breathe and said, "My parents don't think it's a good idea. They said going off in the middle of no where doing nothing will leave me for bearing my death clock ticking." He had a small smile and took off his sunglasses.

"Jasmine, your parents were irrational about even being friends with me. Why would they be right now? Two friends can keep them selves company." She placed a hand on his cheek and let it fall, stepping away from him completely. "I'm conflicted on my feelings and decisions. Steve I know we only have four hours but I don't know what to do." He stepped closer, trying to make this his chance after seeing her get mishandled by so many guys. "What if I can fix one of those problems for you?" She looked at him quickly and nervously, not knowing what he meant exactly. "Then do it."

He was nervous him self. His heart was racing, and all he could think to do was to move her hair back into place. They were so close. Closer than that time they fell asleep watching the note book. "Well, are you gonna kiss me or not?" He put on a smirk and finally did it. She held on to his broad shoulders, and he had his arms wrapped around her. "I think I made my decision." She said.

Bucky

When seven o' clock came around he thought he'd be ready. She came to his front door dressed up in a black dress and her red lipstick having no smudge in sight. When she saw he was still in jeans she just smiled and shook her head. Nicola was sitting on the couch having Wanda attempt to braid her hair with clip in streaks. She was aware what was happening, and she was glad. Ever since her mother got sent to jail she had her placed at the back of her mind, and used all the women in her life as role models. She heard a loud sound come from her fathers room. Curious, she cracked his door open to see Natasha standing in front of him tying his favorite tie. It may have been bright purple but his daughter got it for him and he loves it.

When she makes the final knot she pulls it, making him step closer and they both smirk at each other. "Just like old times?" She says. He shakes his head, "I'm pretty sure I was the controlling one. Besides I was the one who trained you." She shook her head, making her curls bounce as she does. "You spent your time staring at me in a black cat suit. I was fifteen then. It seems like so long ago." He saw the sadness in her face. No one wants to think about their time with hydra and the KGB. He put his fingers delicately under her chin to look at him and says, " And to think you thought you were pregnant then." Nicola let out a gasp, loud enough to let him know she was there. He gave a kiss to her lips and said, "We better go before Nicola continues snooping." He quickly opens the door and she sits there innocently smiling.

He picks her up and swings her over his shoulder as she giggles and puts her on the couch. Wanda smiles, her new home has been taking some adjusting to. After Pietro died the tower was too quiet. Tony was always drunk, Bruce's attempt at helping was terrible, and the others didn't take too much notice. They both straightened up to look at him and he squeezed them both into a hug. "You two have a fun girls night alright? But not too much fun, I don't want the apartment burn't down." They laughed as he took on his date, who that night he'd ask the question he had been wanting to ask for years.

Sam

Sam was sitting on the park bench with his note book he constantly wrote in. When he started to feel something bad come to him he'd write in it like his life depended on it. It helped him a lot after watching Riley fall, watching people die in sokovia, and recently, watching his father pass away. When he helped out at the VA he thought he was helping himself. He told people what could help them or better themselves, but he never used it him self. Instead he wrote out his thoughts in that sad blue notebook he got for two dollars at the store. He heard his name be called in a woman's voice and he looked up in confusion. "Samuel? Sam Wilson is that really you?" When he finally found the voice his infamous smile spread across his face. "Ruby! I haven't seen you in so long!" He shoved his note book inside his hidden coat pocket and went in for a hug. Ruby was one of his fellow friends in basic training before the group got split up to go to Iraq.

She had dark skin and grey eyes but her curly hair was a noticeable feature. God, did Sam Wilson want to touch her curly hair. "I haven't seen you since basic training Sammy. I've seen you on the news and all, have you been too busy with your superhero buddies to call me?" Yes, Sam did have her number. Yes, he was too scared to call. "I've been busy with the VA, and helping out my friend with his kid. Not really a superhero anymore." She gave a soft laugh at the thought of him being a superhero. He'd always be Sammy to her. "I was just heading to go get some lunch, want to come with?" God he wanted to say yes, but he was panicking and almost said no when he mentally heard Bucky in his conscious who bet that he couldn't get a date by the end of summer. "Sure. I spend too much time in this park anyways."

Authors note:

Thank you for reading this and getting it to 1k!!
I decided to give the book an update, and if you'd like me to give small updates once and a while on what I think they'd do as they got older (Ex. Bucky's wedding, Nicola as a teen, Wanda going back to high school, Sam and Ruby, Jasmine and Steve) just comment so I can do that for you guys :)

Once again thank you for reading this, and I hope you have a blessed life 💜
                                                              The Author,
                                                                       Nelly✌️