[The theme song from the first season of Owari no Seraph is stuck in my head. Why. I bet no one watches that anime cx.]

It's pouring. Raining so hard you can barely see the agent running away. The metal roof is slippery, and your boots aren't doing much. The agents apparently aren't either, because he goes flying into his back.

"Freeze!" You shout when he clambers back to his feet. When you stop, you lose your footing and suddenly you're staring up at the blackening sky. You're pretty sure your gun went off, but it was pointing away from the agent, so you're certain he's getting away.

"(Y/n)!" Steve runs to your side, slips, and slams onto his side. "Ouch! Crap, owe."

"Yeah," You mutter, trying to wipe away the water in your eyes. "Ouch."

"Did he get away?" He asks, stands slowly and pulls you up. You nod and presses his comm. "He's not up here, guys."

"Don't worry!" Clint radios back. "I've got him."

Sighing, you take his hand and carefully lead him back to the ladder. "I'm freezing, and I'm pretty sure my boobs are frozen."

He laughs. "Me too. About the freezing part, I mean. But not about the other thing. Because I don't have.. because I'm not a male. I-I mean female. I'm not female."

You grin and step onto the ladder. "Smooth, Rogers. Like sandpaper."

He blushes, or maybe his cheeks are pink from the cold, and huffs. "Yeah, yeah. Let's just go before I embarrass myself any further."