~*~ A Few Months Later ~*~

You and Steve had started dating and you were happier than you could have ever imagined you would be. Your random abrupt swearing about doormats had come to a holt. You kept trying to put out a doormat every once in a while but still there was a thief and you had no idea who it was.

The question still tortured you, and you were desperate for the answer of who it was, but your happy relationship helped distract you.

Even though you and Steve had been dating you had never met any of his friends. He had told you about the whole superhero thing, but he hadn't introduced you to the avengers, well not until today.

Together you were both in the lift of the Avengers tower. Steve had invited you to New York for a week, allowing you to therefore meet his team. From what he had told you everyone had moved to the tower, even if they had other homes, but Steve kept to his home in DC, for the simple fact of that being where you lived.

You were nervous about meeting the other avengers, they were [practically his family, so you wanted them to like you.

"It'll be okay. They are going to love you Y/N," He smiled pressing his lips to your temple.

"Are you sure. They are all so cool, and I'm so not," You sighed.

He let out a soft laugh, taking hold of you hand with his.

"I love you, and they will too. But I guarantee they will tease us both and they will make jokes, so try to take everything they say with a pinch of sugar," He stated.

The doors dinged and opened.

With a short walk you were in a room with who you recognised as the avengers. Steve introduced you to them all, and they were nicer than you had expected. You talked with them all, and you knew instantly you were going to be friends.

After talking for some time you asked if you could use the bathroom and they explained where it was.

You walked down the hallways instantly forgetting whether they said third door on the left or third door on the right.

Taking a guess you opened the one on the right, switching on the light. It wasn't the bathroom. It was a relatively empty room with a table in the middle, sheets of rubber lying across it. Out of curiosity you looked at what they were. When you took a step closer you instantly knew.

Picking up the wad off rubber and carpet sheets you carried them back to the room you were previously in.

"Did you-" One of them started but you cut them off.

"Which one of you bastards stole my doormats?"

~*~

Written by Charlotte.