WARNINGS/NOTES:

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

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Today was an extremely boring day. You had nothing to do since you woke up. No assignments, no paperwork, no missions, nothing.

It was different for the others. Bucky and Sam went for a small mission, Clint and Natasha had serious matters to solve, Bruce was testing his experiments, Tony was repairing his suits, though he probably made new ones. Thor and Loki were in Asgard, Wanda and Pietro were out with their friends, Scott was under House Arrest the last time you heard from him, Peter was at school and Stephen was guarding the New York Sanctum with Wong.

But for you, your schedule happened to be empty.

All you did was lay on your bed after you ate your breakfast until now.

After a while more, your stomach began to grumble, and you craved for some -no- a lot of yoghurt.

You slumped out of bed, into the facility and see the fridges.

You opened yours just to find that you have eaten every single box of yoghurt you had.

You grumbled, closed your fridge and saw Steve's fridge. Steve would be the one who most likely has yoghurt in his fridge. It makes sense, being nicknamed the 'Healthy Avenger' and all.

You looked around to make sure that no one was looking, sneakily went to Steve's fridge and opened it.

To find one whole box of yoghurt in there.

"Bingo," You whispered You started to take it, but a hand stopped you.

"Son, just don't," Steve warned.

"Firstly, I'm not your son," You scoffed. "Secondly, I won't listen to you and last but not least, I understood that reference," You tried to take it again, but Steve stopped you once more.

"Come on! Be a gentleman!" You whined. "I just want yoghurt!"

"From my fridge," Steve argued.

You scoffed at him dramatically like a baby.

He just had to be free today, you thought.

"Since you definitely don't seem like you would give up on getting my yoghurt, I'll let you have it," Steve said and your face lit up. "But in one condition."

You grumbled in frustration.

"You win me in a race," Steve challenged, making you smirk.

"Bring it on, Spangles," You said.

"I'm not Spangles. I'm Captain America."

"Capsicle," You mocked, ignoring his comment.

"If you lose..." Steve said.

"Then what?" You asked.

"You'll know when you do," Steve said.

"You mean, if I do," You retorted.

"The gym. Three in the afternoon," Steve announced.

"You're on."

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THREE O'CLOCK

You confidently tied the shoelaces of your best and favourite running shoes after you have dressed in your favourite running outfit and tied up your hair in a long/short ponytail.

"I'll get that yoghurt. One way or another," You mutter to yourself.

You met Steve in the gym, just as he promised.

"You're late," He said.

"Whatever, when do we start?"

"The first to run to that wall from this line wins."

Steve pointed at the line that the both of you stood on and then pointed at the wall which stood all the way at the other side, which was, to you, a hundred metres away from the line itself.

"What?!" You yelled, making Steve jump and chuckle. "How am I supposed to win you in that?"

"Okay, okay. I'll make it easier for you. I will run two laps and you run one. But a lap only counts if you run there, touch the wall, run back and touch this line," Steve said, giving in.

You confidence rose again.

"Alright, I agree to your conditions, o' wise one," You answered.

"Good. We shall start the race. Ready?"

The both of you got into position.

"Get set."

You prepared yourself to run.

"DON'T GO YET!"

"Come on, Steve!" You whined.

"Okay, okay. Well start in three, two, one, GO!"

Both of you ran. Steve pretended to slow down while you ran as fast as you can. Your hands touched the wall and you ran back to the line, but before you could touch the line, Steve, unfortunately, caught up to you... on his second lap.

"On your left," He said and he touched the line. "I win!"

"No!" You yelled dramatically. "My yoghurt!"

Steve ran to the fridges and you ran after him.

"The yoghurt's mine!" You shouted as you crazily ran after him.

Steve got to his fridge and took the yoghurt.

"Noooo!" You screamed as you knelt with your hands dramatically waving in the air. "I have lost!"

Steve chuckled as he placed a bowl in front of you.

"Yoghurt!" You cheered as you looked into the bowl to find some yoghurt.

"Woohoo!" You cheered. "You're the best, Steve!"

"Didn't you say that you'll get it one way or another?" He asked.

"You heard! How?" You gasped.

Steve smiled mischievously and you accused him of being an eavesdropper.

"When I'm done with this yoghurt," You said while chewing. "I'm gonna kill you."

"I would like to see you try," Steve retorted. "I know that you love me way too much to have the guts to kill me."

"Bring it on, Capsicle!" You said, face turning red from embarrassment.

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Again, I have a huge lot of imagines waiting to be edited and published.

See ya soon!

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~Marvel4Life23~