#steve rogers headcannon
lover ↬ chris evans
warnings: cursing but pure fluff
pairing: chris evans x fem!reader
a/n: i saw this tiktok and i literally bursted into tears watching it so i needed to write a hc for this bc god i fucking love this man with my entire soul
- chris didn’t know how to go about expressing his true feelings for you
- he wanted to tell you he loved you every time he saw you light up, every time you smiled, every time you laughed
- in fact, he had been thinking about how to confess it to you all night that chris got like zero sleep while you dreamt away beside him
- around 6:30 in the morning he decided to head out and go for a early morning run and maybe surprise you something once you woke up
- as he jogged around his quaint little neighborhood in boston, chris continued to think what he should say
- “hey,i love you” “i’ve been meaning to tell you this for a while now… but i really love you” “i hope i’m not overstepping but i’m fucking in love with you”
- all them sounded too… cheesy? he had no clue.
- time went by quick when your thoughts were running at 100 miles an hour because as soon as he knew it, chris saw his watch say it was almost eight
- he should get back soon since you normally woke up around that time
- on his way back, he saw that the florist shop was already open so he decided to pop in really quick, looking to see if they had your favorites
- luckily, they did so he decided to buy a bouquet for you and then decided to grab some coffee and pastries for the two of you at the shop next door
- chris thought about how cute you’d look waking up and surprised with the little goodies he got to spoil you, it brought a smile to his face just thinking abt it
- once he got your iced coffee and his own order along with a couple chocolate croissants and breakfast sandwich for him, he quickly walked back to his place
- luckily when he did get home, you were still sound asleep so he was able to get everything set up nicely
- first he threw the flowers in one of the mason jars you kept around, quietly stepping into the bedroom and placing them next to you on the nightstand
- but in the process he stepped on dodgers lion scaring the shit out of him
- chris swore his soul left his body when you moved around on the bed and thought his cover was blown
- luckily though the coast was clear and you just moved a bit in your sleep before he quickly put the flowers down (and grabbed dodgers toy to put away)
- after that he got out the breakfast tray, setting your food out and pouring your iced coffee in a nicer glass with your favorite reuseable straw
- the final touch was he grabbed a little sticky note and a pen scribbling a little note for you
- carefully he picked up the tray and carried it into the room (because one time he made you breakfast and ended up dropping it and food was everywhere)
- setting it on the bed next to you before coming around to your side of the bed, nuzzling his nose against your cheek
- “hey, g’mornin’ sleepy head” he chuckled softly, pressing a kiss to the corner of your mouth
- you hummed in response, reaching your hand out to touch his cheek, trying to open your eyes filled with sleep
- “it’s the weekend chris, i wanna sleep” “not even when i got you breakfast?”
- you opened one eye, looking at him before sitting up and scanning the room letting out a tired chuckle “christopher, you didn’t need to—oh my god, flowers too? you really didn’t have to do this”
- “i wanted to,” he smiled, sitting on the edge of the bed, picking up your hand to kiss it.
- you couldn’t help but gush at his sweetness, giving him a quick kiss before seeing the sticky note on the tray
- picking it up you laugh reading it “omlette you know…” you pause, eyes reading the last part before you said it out loud. i love you.
- quickly you look up at him, smiling shyly. “really? like… for real?”
- “yeah,” chris nodded as shyly, cheeks getting rosy. “i love you”
- putting the sticky note down. you grabbed chris’ bearded face, pulling him forward and kissing him slowly before whispering back “i love you too”
- chris couldn’t help but smile big, a huge relief rolling off his shoulders that you felt the the same way
- “that was probably the most dorkiest thing you’ve ever said though” you added, pinching his cheek
- “i don’t care, i’m the most luckiest guy on the planet”
first date ↬ steve rogers
pairing: steve rogers x fem!reader
summary: steve surprises you on a date to a 50s themed night bar!
warnings: none!
- natasha had been trying set up steve on a date for a while now
- and as much as he appreciated it, he much rather just let that gal wander into his life
- but today at the compound as he walked about, he couldn’t stop staring at you. he thought you were one of the prettiest girls he’s seen
- of course nat catches on quickly the way steve is around the two of you so she introduces you to the super soilder
- eventually that day, you and steve were chatting more than when you were with nat (she was annoyed asf but was also glad to see that she mightve just paired up steve with the love of his life)
- after that day, steve would ask nat when the next time you’d come and visit at the compound so he can surprise you with that record the two of you talked about
- and when you do visit, as he gifts you the doris day album, he musks up the courage to ask you out to dinner next friday, to which you say yes
- so in his free time when he wasn’t on a quick mission or writing reports, he’d be in his room planning out the perfect date, even using his laptop he rarely uses to find some recommendations online
- he found that there’s a thing called dapper day’s at a bar where people dress up as if they were straight out of the 50s. he might’ve been already frozen but it was close enough for him
- but because he doesn’t want to fully give away the date, he has nat help him surprise you by telling you the attire for the date but that was it
- if steve was being honest, he was really excited to feel as if he was back to his normal life for a night, pre-super soldier serum
- when friday came, steve dressed to fit the era, pulling up on his motorbike in front of your apartment
- and when you stepped out, steve swore all the air in his body left him instantly
- you wore a mid calf length dress that was navy blue with polkadots, little white pumps and your lips were painted cherry red with your hair curled to perfection
- you literally looked as if you were in the wrong era, but it was his era. and he couldn’t help the big smile on his face
- “you look absolutely stunning, y/n,” he glowed as you walked over, blush creeping on your cheeks. “if im being honest, i feel a bit dressed down now”
- “don’t be silly, you look really handsome!” you grin. “but if you don’t take me where we’re going any slower i’m gonna loose my mind”
- so after helping you up on the bike, the two of you speed down the streets of nyc to the bar
- and when you arrived, you were in complete shock. you felt as if you had been transported to some tv show. everyone was absolutely dressed to perfection
- plus the venue did not disappoint. couples were dancing the night away to the live band on the small stage. others in corners of the bar talking or drinking, even sharing milkshakes
- “steve… this is so amazing, how did you find this place?!” you gasp, looking around taking everything in
- “uh, i used the internet,” he chuckles nervously, scratching the back of his neck before taking your hand. “drinks first or wanna dance?”
- without hesitation, the two of you make your way to the dance floor, moving around the others that danced to the jazz that roared through the building
- with your arms around his neck and his hands on your waist, the two of you swayed to the music, smiling ear to ear at each other
- “does this bring back memories for you?” you asked softly
- “yes, except i would step on a girls’ toes… or i wouldn’t have a partner to dance with.” steve chuckled nervously
- you frowned a little before steve spun you around, your eyes meeting again, “well you have me, just please don’t step on my toes..” you teased
- “i’ll try not to” he winked, giving you one of his dorky smiles you quickly found to be the cutest things about steve rogers
- the two of you would dance all night long, smiling and laughing the entire time, share little stories to each other
- if steve hadn’t already fallen for you, he fell even harder, absolutely head over heels
- and just like the gentlemen he was, by the end of the night when he took you back home, he’d walk you to apartment door
- before you stepped inside and thanking him for a perfect night, you’d get up on your tippy toes, pressing your cherry colored lips to his cheek
- “see you soon, soldier” you wink
- once you shut the door, steve felt his cheeks burn as he touched his lipstick stained skin, sighing in complete relief
