After the past few years, you had kind of lost hope in finding that person that you'd be able to spend your life with. You were sick of the bum notes of dates, you were sick of the flings that never seemed to go anywhere but you were still sick of being on your own.

Yes, you had your friends, but your friends had partners and lives of their own – there were so many more get togethers that you could take where you were the only one there that was single.

What you hadn't told your friends yet was that a little over two months ago you had met someone new. You were yet to tell your friends though because things always seemed to go downhill with whoever you were with once you told your friends about them.

You had spent the night at Steve's and when you had woken up it was to about ten million messages in your group chat from your friends arranging a night together that evening.

Something inside you was telling you to suggest it to Steve, and if he said no then at least you'd tried. However, you had spent most of the day pondering about whether or not you should ask him.

"Steve?" you called from your spot on the sofa, wrapped up in one of Steve's hoodie that smelt exactly like him – it had surprised you how easily you both had slipped into such normality after just a couple of months.

He wandered through from the kitchen and took his spot next to you on the sofa, pulling you under his arm almost immediately.

You smiled up at him sinking into the warmth of him.

"How can I be of assistance love?"

Taking a deep breath, you looked up at him. "Well, my friends are all meeting tonight for some drinks and I was thinking about going."

"You don't need to ask my permission love; I can drop you off if you'd like?"

Your heart melted at his words; your heart melted at him in general in all honesty. "I actually wanted to ask if you wanted to come with me?"

Based off of the surprise that crossed his face he wasn't expecting you to ask that.

"You don't have to!" you quickly stumbled out. "It was only a suggestion, and I-"

Steve cut you off with a gentle kiss to your lips and then a kiss to your forehead. "Of course, I'll join you darling, but I have one condition?"

Tilting your head in confusion, you nodded at Steve to continue.

"I get to be introduced as your boyfriend."

Giggling, you decided to joke with him a bit. "How modern day of you Captain Rogers, letting the woman ask the man."

He shrugged his shoulders but with a smile on his face. "What can I say? The times have changed me."

You giggled again, snuggling back up to Steve's side. "I think I'd quite like to introduce you as my boyfriend."

"Only if that means you're my girlfriend," he reminded with a joking tone. "But as for being traditional darling, when I ask you the all-important question – it will definitely be me."

His words caused you to look up at him again. "What makes you so sure we'll last that long?"

A smirk appeared on his face as he kissed your nose, then your cheek and finally your lips, lingering ever so slightly. And with a wink he finally answered you. "Call it me being wise love, it comes with age."

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Written by Hannah.