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fangirlinsweden · 8 months

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Just One Kiss: Part 20

Part 20: Trouble

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Warning: Flirting, entitled people, bitchiness, suggestive language and anxiety (think that is all)

Count: about 4700 words

Summary: You have been suspended from work and do not know what to do with yourself. Then in just a matter of hours, you find yourself on a plane to Montana to stay with people you have never met before. And as if that is not enough one of the men you are supposed to get to know is handsome enough to make your knees shake.

A/N: I do not know anything about the professions that are detailed in this story. I have googled most things I did not know and therefore there can be some inconsistency.

English is not my first language, so there will be mistakes.

And a big thank you to the amazing @dreamcatchernightsky not only for giving great support and helping me stay motivated but also for the amazing dividers for this story. You are AMAZING!

I also want to give a big thanks to @banditthewriter & @kaunis-sielu & @maw000 for their support! Thank you!

And a big thank you to my incredible Cat for being my beta reader! As well as @dreamcatchernightsky

You did not really know what to do when the bus came with the people for the cattle drive. It felt wrong greeting them together with Steve and Peter, but the two stood wide apart and it did not look inviting at all. The fight they had earlier had put up a kind of wall between them. Nat was in her room on the phone with work, and you did not know when she would be coming down. Steve had booked a bus to take everyone from town out to the ranch. You had heard him muttering something about not wanting too many cars on the ranch but had not questioned it any more than that. Peter had a clipboard with the names of the people who had booked the cattle drive as well as what room they would be staying in that night.

First out of the bus when it stopped was a middle-aged couple who were holding hands. The man stepped out first and held on to the woman as she stepped out. The man was dressed as you would assume a college professor would be dressed. He had a square jawline and his features were well defined. He was clean-shaven and had short hair with some grey in it, but it made him more handsome. The woman had long black hair that was up in a ponytail and she had a bit of a stern look on her face. That, matched with her all-black clothing, made her give off a no-nonsense vibe. But when she looked at her husband, the smile she gave him really soften her features. You took a step toward them. “Welcome to Rogers Ranch.” You smiled and held out your hand since neither Peter nor Steve were doing anything. “Thank you,” the man said and shook your hand. “I’m Phil Coulson and this is my wife, Melinda.” “Pleased to meet you,” you smiled and shook Melinda’s hand. “Peter, over there, has a clipboard with all the room assignments and he will cross you off the list.. He also has a schedule you can look at.” They smiled and walked over to Peter. You wanted to go over there and see to it that Peter and Steve played good hosts, but the next pair was already stepping off the bus.

This time it was a man around your age that stepped out. He looked around to assess the surroundings. It gave you time to study him. He had a strong jawline and a kind of squared face. His dark brown hair caught some sun and it almost looked like there was some red in it. But when he turned around and helped the woman after him down the steps, he smiled and it made his face look so much more relaxed. There was no mistaking that they were a couple. The woman smiled at the man; she looked a bit younger than him. Her heart-shaped face had almond-shaped eyes and a straight nose. Her skin was glowing and it almost looked like her eyes were shining. She had long curly hair that is a mix of honey and light brown. She let out kind of a laugh when she looked around and her smile was warm and contagious. All you could think was that she was someone that everybody would want in their life t. They walked together towards you and you noticed that the man had a slight limp. “Welcome to Rogers Ranch,” you greeted them and held out a hand. The woman walked forward and took your hand. “Thank you. This place looks amazing,” she smiled. “We’re Daisy and Daniel.” She looked back to Daniel and he only had eyes for Daisy. “I am Y/N,” you smiled at them and nodded toward Peter, Steve, and the first couple you had talked to. “Peter, over there with the clipboard, has what rooms you have been assigned, will cross you off as having arrived as well as show you the schedule.” They nodded and walked over to Peter.

Another couple walked out of the bus. This time it was the woman who walked out first. The woman was wearing jeans and a tailored dark blue jacket. Her face was oval and her light skin had a healthy glow. She looked young, but at the same time as though she had seen more than her share of hard times. Her light brown hair was up in a high ponytail. Behind her, a young man, about the same age as the woman, came out. The man looked around, kind of quickly, side to side. He had a square-shaped face with high cheekbones. There was a small amount of stubble on his face, but it suited him. Even though he was dressed in dark pants and a long-sleeved light blue shirt, his dark brown hair was slightly messy and disheveled. The woman started walking towards you but noticed that the man was still standing just outside the bus looking around. “Come on, Leo,” the woman said and looked over at him. Her accent made you realise that she came from England. “Yeah, I just need to tie my shoes,” Leo answered and crouched down. The woman walked over to you. “Welcome to Rogers Ranch.” She smiled brightly at you and before you could say another word she started talking. “Thank you so much,” she gushed and looked around. “We wanted to try something new, and then Leo found this on some website and we booked it. Leo loves old western movies and I love to ride, so this is a great way to do something new.” “Yeah,” you said, not really knowing what to say. “Oh, sorry,” the woman said. “I’m Jemma.” “Hi Jemma, I am Y/N,” you replied. “Peter over there will have room assignments and a schedule.” “Thank you,” Jemma answered and walked towards Peter, Steve, and the other people who had arrived. Steve was talking with Phil and Daniel and seemingly enjoying himself. You turned your attention back towards the bus and saw that Leo was finished with his shoes and looking around again. He saw that Jemma had moved over to Peter, so he gave you a small wave before he walked towards Jemma. As Leo walked away, two men exited the bus. The first man is tall, built, and muscular. With his square-shaped face, long blond hair, and piercing blue eyes, he could have been a Norse god, or a Viking. He was dressed in light jeans, a black t-shirt and a tan jacket. The man that stepped out behind him almost looked like his opposite, still tall, but he was lean instead. He had black hair that was slicked back, and was dressed in black suit with a green shirt under. He did not look like a man dressed for being on a ranch. Both men came forward at the same time, and you smiled at them. “Welcome to Rogers Ranch. I am Y/N and it's a pleasure to have you here.” You smiled and held out your hand. “The pleasure is all ours,” the tall, slender man said with an accent that you couldn’t really place, and took a grandiose bow before he took your hand and kissed it. It made you blush and you didn’t really know how to respond. The other man takes your hand from the slender man. “Please excuse my brother, fair lady,” the man said, and also placed a kiss on your hand. “We are not accustomed to such beauty to greet us.” It made you blush even more. “Oh, well thank you.” You tried not to look over at Steve and kept your mind on the two extremely handsome men in front of you. This attention was flattering to say the least, but your heart belonged to Steve. “I am Loki,” said the dark haired man. “And this is my brother, Thor.” The names told you that you were kind of right about Thor being a Viking.

Peter looked on as the two men were flirting with Y/N and he could almost hear Steve grind his teeth. He did not know how Steve could stand there talking with Phil and Daniel about the farm, and still keep an eye on Y/N, but somehow he did. A part of Peter really hoped that Steve would walk over there and toss Y/N over his shoulder and walk away. However, Peter also knew that Steve had more manners and control than that. Still, Peter wished that someone else was seeing Steve’s behaviour. That's when Peter saw a couple of knowing smiles, between the people around them. Looking from Steve to Y/N. It made Peter almost giddy. His plan might actually work.

After getting both Loki and Thor to go over to Peter and the rest of the gang, two women stepped out of the bus, looking as if they had been to a costume shop before coming there. Both had tight dark blue jeans, and white tight tank tops on as well as short-sleeved flannels that were tied at the waist. The woman that had long, dark hair and an oval shaped face was dressed in gingham that was hot pink and white. On her head she had a hot pink stetson, with a sparkly black buckle accented band. The other woman with long, golden hair and a more heart-shaped face, wore white and sultry red. She had on a black stetson, with a red sparkly buckle accented band. Together they walked over to you. “Welcome to-” was all you got out before the woman with golden hair held a finger in the air. “We've been waiting in the bus for someone to help us with our luggage forever” She had kind of a pout on her lips. “Don’t you know the meaning of customer service?” the other woman crossed her arms, while the first woman looked you up and down. You felt like you were once again standing in front of the mean girls at school, and did not really know what to say. “I am sorry.” You cleared your throat and looked over to the group that stood a bit away, trying to get either Peter or Steve for some help. But they were immersed in conversation. “This is not a luxury hotel, this is a working ranch.” You tried saying it with your normal calm voice. One of the women kind of scoffed. “Of course, we know it's a ranch,” the woman with golden hair said. “That’s why we are here. For all the cowboys.” The women looked around and you felt lost. What were they planning? “So where are they?” the woman with the dark hair asked and started to look around. Then they saw Steve and Peter and just left you standing there. You looked after them before sighing and following. The women had not said their names and so far all they seemed to be were trouble.

Two women came over to Peter but started to ogle Steve. He could see them looking him up and down, and he felt like he was cattle in an auction. Y/N came over as well, which made the two men, Loki and Thor, turn to her and talk. They seemed to have questions about the farm and Y/N seemed to be happy to answer them. The bus driver had put out all the bags from the luggage compartment under the bus and placed them on the ground. He waved goodbye to Steve and left. Steve was at a loss, he did not really know if he should leave, or what he should do. He did not like the two men talking to Y/N so he wanted to stay close to her, but the two women made him uncomfortable. The way they were looking at him was like he was a tall glass of water and they were thirsty. He looked at Y/N again and she met his eyes and smiled, which made him realise that he could not leave Peter and her together with all these guests. As if Y/N read his thoughts she clapped her hands. Maybe she just saw the panic in his eyes? “Peter and I will now show you to your rooms, so you can get settled,” she said when she got everyone's attention. “But what about the hot cowboys?” the woman with golden hair pouted. Steve saw something come over Y/N's face but then it disappeared just as fast. “Steve has to go check on some things, but he will be back later,” Y/N said, winking at him. It was as if she was giving him an out, a way to disappear from this. How could she know that it was just what he needed? He had just thought he could not leave them, but now she kind of gave him permission. Was it strange how a woman like that had caught his heart? He winked back and said his goodbyes. It felt both wrong and right to go. When he turned around he saw that both Thor and Loki were walking close beside Y/N towards all the bags on the ground. Something that Loki said made her laugh and Steve wanted to go over there and claim her in front of them all, to make the men leave her alone. Steve cursed under his breath and walked towards the barn. When he meet Bucky just outside the barn, the man gave him a smirk, showing Steve that his friend knew exactly what was going on in his head.

Y/N looked after Steve as he walked away. You could almost see how the tension left his body in stages the further he went from the group. You looked away from his retreating form and turned to the group of people who seemed to wait for you to take charge. “Let's get your bags and we will show you to your rooms,” you smiled and made a gesture to where the bags had been dropped off by the bus driver. Thor and Loki walked step by step with you, one on either side. “I think I hear a New York accent in your voice,” Thor smiled at you, and you nodded. “Born and raised.” “What’s a pretty thing like you doing in a place like this?” Loki said. It made you laugh, it seemed like both Thor and Loki would be providing a bit of comedy during the trip. “That's a long story,” you answered after a while, not wanting to go into depth in how you got here. “We have the time,” Thor smiled at you. “All week,” Loki agreed and you knew that they were flirting with you. And sure they were both handsome and all, but you only had eyes for one man. Which was Steve. Before you can say something to answer you were called by Peter. He did not have a question, instead he only asked if you were okay. Which you were, but it warmed your heart that he cared to ask.

At the bags, everyone took theirs except the two women that you still did not have a name for. “I don’t understand why there isn’t a big strong cowboy that can carry my bags?” The woman with dark brown hair pouted and looked around as if a cowboy would just appear. “I agree with Lorelei,” said the woman with golden hair. Well, now you at least had one name for the woman. “This is not some luxury vacation,” you explained. “This is a working ranch and you have signed up for a cattle drive. This means that you will have to pull your own weight and take care of your own luggage as well as other responsibilities, as it said on the website where you booked your travel.” You noticed that around you the other people are nodding. This was one of the things Peter had actually put on the website. “If you rather have a luxurious vacation, you should have gone to a spa,” Peter added, and the women looked at you with crossed arms. But you were not going to back down. It was not your job to carry bags or cater to their fantasy of what they were going to experience here. “But,” started Lorelei and almost had a quiver on her lips. You almost expected Loki or Thor to come and help the women, but they don’t. They are standing some to the side pointing at the mountains in the distance and talking. “Come on,” the dark-haired woman said and took her bags. “We will probably be surrounded by hot cowboys as soon as we leave tomorrow, and then have the vacation we wanted.” Lorelei smiled at this and picked up her two dark red bags and the other took hold of her two hot pink ones.

You turned and together you walked into the house. Peter stopped everyone by the door and asked them to please take off their shoes upon entering and they all agreed, even if Lorelei and her friend grumbled some. Some part of you just knew that these two would be trouble, not only today but all throughout the trip. It also made you a bit anxious seeing how they had looked at Steve earlier. Were one or both of them going to make a move on him during the cattle drive? Was there any way you could make it so they wouldn't? You walked up the stairs and showed each couple to their room. Jemma and Leo had been assigned the room you had been sleeping in. Thor and Loki the room next to that and so on. Everyone seemed happy with their assigned rooms, but you could see that both Lorelei and her friend would not be happy with the twin beds in the same room and sharing a bathroom with two other people. “This is really not acceptable,” said the dark-haired woman and crossed her arms once again. Peter just shook his head, not really knowing what to say. “I agree with Amora,” said Lorelei. It started to get on your nerves and you really wanted to say something snippy at them, but decided against it. “This is what we have to offer,” you said, trying to sound nice. “I am sorry if it’s not up to your standards, but I can’t give you anything else.” “I want to talk to whoever runs this place,” Amora whined. Just then Nat came out of her room and looked over at you standing with Amora, Lorelei and Peter. “Is there a problem?” Nat asked and you almost wanted to sink to your knees in gratitude. Nat would be able to deal with this problem so much better than you. “Are you the owner?” Lorelei asked, looking Nat up and down. “I thought it was the cowboy before, Steve, that was the owner,” Amora looked Nat up and down as well. “This is a family ranch,” you tried to intervene. “Steve, Peter, and Nat are siblings.” “Hmph,” was the sound that came out of Amora's mouth. “What is the problem?” Nat asked again and you noticed that Melinda stood in the doorway to the room she and her husband were going to sleep in. It almost looked like she was ready to jump in if it was needed. “We don’t like our room,” Lorelei pouted and crossed her arms again. This time making sure that by doing so she pushed her breasts up even further making them look bigger. You had to stop yourself from rolling your eyes. Peter seemed to notice as well, because his face became a bit redder and he looked away. “I am sorry that you feel that way,” Nat countered. “This is what we have, if you don’t want to spend the night in one of the bunkhouses, but they are not clean for guests and you would have to share the bathroom with all the ranch hands.” There was a small gasp from Lorelei at the thought of that, and it did not sound like a happy gasp. “Or we could pitch the tent you will be sleeping in during the cattle-drive and you could sleep in that tonight, you know, to get used to it,” Nat added with a smirk. “We will take this room,” Amora got out and turned around into the room with her bags. “Did you know we would be sleeping in tents the whole week?” you heard Lorelei ask as she closed the door to the room. Amora's answer was not heard, but you figured it would not be a nice surprise if she did not know. Nat looked at you and smirked. “Trouble,” both she and you said at the same time. Peter just looked at the two of you and shook his head.

After everyone had settled into their rooms, it was time for the test to see how they were with horses. You had asked everyone to dress for interacting with the horses, and everyone changed clothes, except Amora and Lorelei. Instead of saying anything, Nat and you just went with it. Peter had gone ahead to help Wanda take out the horse to the paddock. Together you walked toward the stable and paddock. Once again, both Thor and Loki were keeping close to you asking questions. All, except Lorelei and Amora, were asking questions about the ranch. Since you learned a lot during your visit you could answer most of the questions, but some Nat answered as well. Seeing Wanda and Peter standing at the horses, a lot of people oohed wed and awed. “Oh horses,” Jemma sighed almost dreamingly. “But where are the cowboys?” Lorelei asked, clearly not happy. She sounded like a small child on the verge of a breakdown. “Or at least the handsome one from when we arrived?” Amora sounded just as happy as Lorelei. “They are busy,” Nat answered and walked over to the horses. Everyone followed and stood still looking at the horses. “To pair you up with the best horse for you during the cattle drive we need to know your riding abilities as well as how you handle a horse,” Peter said holding a notebook. After that he started to ask everyone their history with riding. As Steve and you had expected, there were some variations of who had ridden a lot and who had not. It took about an hour, but then you had a good understanding of who should ride which horse during the cattle-drive. It kind of surprised you how good Loki and Thor were with the horses, but they could easily be mistaken as someone who worked at the ranch, from what you could see.

You gathered everyone again and said that if they wanted to freshen up they could and then that it was time for dinner. You also informed them that after dinner there would be time for them to pack the saddlebags that were in their rooms since they were leaving early the next day. Almost directly after breakfast. Peter also said that if there were any questions about the packing or anything else, both him, Nat, and yourself would be available for questions. Everyone left to go wash up and it suddenly felt as if you could breathe again. Peter went to find Steve, while Nat and you walked into the kitchen to get something to drink and wash up.

Steve was pacing in his office. He had done what he needed to before the cattle drive the next day, but he was starting to feel a bit worried about the single people on the cattle drive. Both for Y/N's sake, but also for his sake. He wanted to claim her as his girlfriend in front of everyone, to stop any advances on Y/N from the men, but they had decided to keep it quiet a bit longer. So what were his options? There was a knock on his door and Peter walked in. “We are ready for dinner now,” he said and Steve nodded. “Is something wrong?” Peter asked when Steve seemed distracted. “He is worried about the male guests and their interest in Y/N,” Bucky's voice said from the open door. “And probably the women that were eying him like hungry tigers.” Bucky chuckled at the distressed look Steve got at those notions. “Oh, that,” Peter lifted his shoulders. “That is an easy fix.” Steve turned his gaze towards Peter. “How?” he asked, trying to understand what option Peter had. Tossing the four people off the ranch and paying them back? It was a thought he had earlier, but he had a feeling that Y/N would see that as some kind of caveman-style jealousy and maybe that he did not trust her. Which he did, but not being with her. Showing his love. “Just ask Y/N to fake a relationship with you during the cattle drive so that you will be left alone by Lorelei and Amora.” Peter said it as if it was the easiest thing in the world, and maybe it was. Fake a relationship with someone, nobody, or almost nobody, knew that you were in. To be able to kiss her, touch her. It sounded like a good idea. “It would also keep Thor and Loki from Y/N,” Peter shrugged again. “He has a good point,” Bucky smirked, and it told Steve that he probably knew that the relationship would not be a fake one. “Nat would never fall for it,” Steve breathed out. “I think she would, especially since Lorelei and Amora are really pushing her buttons,” Peter smiled and looked at Bucky who just nodded. “How do I tell her?” Steve asked and Bucky just lifted his hands. “Just tell her how uncomfortable you are with the two women and see what she says,” Peter smiled. “I can do that,” Steve nodded. It was his sister, even if she wanted to torment him, she would probably not want him to be tormented like this. He hoped.

Walking towards the worker's barracks the smell of grilled meat filled the air and you realised just how hungry you were. Most of the ranch workers were already sitting at the picnic tables talking. Frank stood by the grill looking powerful and in charge. He had a black apron on that had text on it, but you could not read what it said. You heard Lorelei and Amora walking just in front of you. “Oh, look at all the cowboys,” Lorelei all but purred. “This is what I am talking about,” Amora smiled, looking around. You rolled your eyes, something you had a feeling that you would have to do a lot when spending time with the two of them.

Standing with Wanda looking at the guest taking the food Frank had placed on a long table you looked forward to crawling down in bed and sleeping. Steve had come from the barn together with Bucky and Peter, but he had taken Nat aside and was talking with her. They were not close so you could hear, but it looked to be a serious conversation. It gave you a strange feeling in the pit of your stomach, but you decided to ignore it and concentrate on something else. Now that you were closer to Frank you saw that his apron said: Mr Good Looking is doing the cooking. It made you smile, probably a gift from Billy. Amora and Lorelei were last in the queue and now face to face with Frank. You were so close that you could hear what they said. “You wereright about the good-looking part,” Amora winked at Frank, clearly liking what she saw. You felt bad for Frank, seeing as she looked ready to eat him up. This can not get any worse you thought, but then it did. “Where is the vegetarian food?” asked Lorelei. “The what?” asked Frank and crossed his arms. Trouble, you whispered to yourself before walking towards them.

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Just One Kiss: Part 19

Part 19: Better with You

Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader

Warning: Kissing, arguments, nothing to major

Count: about 5900 words

A/N: I do not know anything about the professions that are detailed in this story. I have googled most things I did not know and therefore there can be some inconsistency.

English is not my first language, so there will be mistakes.

And a big thank you to the amazing @dreamcatchernightsky not only for giving great support and helping me stay motivated but also for the amazing dividers for this story. You are AMAZING!

I also want to give a big thanks to @banditthewriter & @kaunis-sielu & @maw000 for their support! Thank you!

And a big thank you to my incredible Cat for being my beta reader! As well as @dreamcatchernightsky

“We make them fake a relationship.” Peter looked smug. “Why and how?” Nat looked unimpressed. It sounded like a cheesy romance movie. “There will be two brothers on the cattle drive,” Peter smiled. “And I am pretty sure seeing how amazing Y/N is that one or both will flirt with her. Steve will get jealous and not like it. He wants Y/N for himself.” Nat narrowed her eyes. “Your whole plan hinges on those two brothers being interested in Y/N.” Peter rubbed his hands together. “Well, not only that.” Peter tilted his head slightly. “But mostly.” “I don’t think that will work,” Nat crossed her arms. “I think it will,” Peter insisted. “You have not been here and seen how Steve has been acting when the other men around her have shown an interest in Y/N.” Nat lifted an eyebrow again. “You mean Steve has been jealous?” “Jealous, irritated, and kind of on Y/N like a bandage when he can.” Peter chuckled at the last part. “But at the same time, it is as if he has been fighting it, or, well, his feelings. While trying to keep his distance. However, it’s like magnets pulling them together.” Nat still was not convinced. “I really can’t see Steve as jealous.” “Just you wait and see,” Peter promised. Nat decided to go with Peter’s plan, If it did not work, well then she would have the time on the cattle drive to see Steve and Y/N together, and hopefully get to the bottom of it all.

Meanwhile, at the stables, Steve and you were ready to set off. Bucky was looking at you both with a big smirk, but you ignored it. Even if he knew something, you were sure he would keep it quiet. You read him as a man that did not spill secrets around. When you had the ranch at your back and nobody was around, you turned to Steve. “Does Bucky know about us?” Steve looked at you and smiled. “I do not know, but he probably has some notion.” He looked back towards the ranch. “I can’t seem to keep my eyes away from you, and he has commented on me being happier.” That made you blush. Steve saw it but did not comment. All he did was wink at you. You continued to ride in quietly, just enjoying each other’s company, knowing very well that the coming week the two of you would be surrounded by people and would have to keep your hands to yourselves. You could feel Steve’s eyes on you from time to time, and you were sure that he could feel your eyes on him as well. When you looked at each other at the same time, Steve smiled and moved Shadowfax closer to you and Sleipnir, then he was next to you. Steve leaned over to you and kissed you. That was a new experience, being kissed on a horse like that, but you loved it.

Steve stopped at a pole that needed some work and you looked around. You felt secure on Sleipner and decided to lift up your camera. It had been a couple of days since you had taken any photos. First, you took a picture of the mountains in the distance, but then you were distracted by Steve fixing the fence and you just had to take a photo of him. It ended up with you taking more than one as he worked. You lost count of how many you took, as a small smile crept across Steve’s face when he noticed what you were doing. There was something about Steve that just mesmerised you. He turned to you and it gave you the perfect photo of him looking right at you with that smile that made your insides melt. He got up in the saddle in a fast and efficient way that told you he was 100% a born rider. The look he gave you over the shoulder was the next thing you took a photo of. Steve just chuckled and rode away. Sleipnir was getting anxious under you, but you held him still and took a couple of more pictures of Steve and Shadowfax with the beautiful scenery of Montana around the two of them. It was like a painting. Steve, strong and confident on the horse. The bond between the horse and the rider shone through as they got further and further away from you. Sleipnir took a small step forward, so you put the camera back in your bag. “Okay boy, let’s go,” you said, and that was all you needed before Sleipnir raced after Steve and Shadowfax. Racing after Steve made you laugh and feel free. Steve had stopped at another fence post a bit ahead of you when you stopped. Steve came towards you as you swung out of the saddle and onto the ground. You were immediately swept off your feet and into Steve’s arms. He lifted you up and kissed you with a hunger that was intoxicating. You meet his hunger with your own and it felt like you would explode soon. The need for Steve was greater than anything you had ever felt. The two of you broke apart to breathe, and the intensity in Steve’s eyes almost made you lose control of your body. “Not here,” Steve said in a husky voice. “Not like this.” Part of you wanted to say screw it and just jump him right there, but you understood his insistence that the first time should not be rushed. It already made him a better man than any other man you’d ever been with. He lowered his forehead to yours and just held you tight. “I want to,” Steve breathed out. “I just think you deserve so much more.” That. If nothing else, that had probably made you fall for him, or at least help you fall the last part. But a part of you knew that falling in love with him was something you did days ago. Not that you minded, it was just that you were not currently looking for someone - right? then again, it seemed like you didn't need to search anymore anyway. This just showed how life happened when you were busy planning other things. “I think you deserve more as well,” you said and at that, Steve placed a kiss on your nose. “We need to continue,” Steve looked into your eyes, still holding you. “Give me just a few more minutes,” you smiled at him before you captured his lips in a slow kiss. There was still heat, but not as much rush as the first kiss had been.

When you were once again up on the horses and continued to ride, you took a couple more photos and Steve took a couple of you. They turned out better than you thought. Steve may be a novice when it came to photography, but he had an eye for details and scenery. You asked questions about the land as well as the different seasonal changes. Steve seemed to appreciate your different questions and you learned a lot. It was also divine to hear Steve’s voice, since when he spoke it was clearly something he enjoyed talking about. “I have a question for you,” Steve said all of a sudden. “Or maybe more like two questions.” “All right,” You nodded. “The first question: do you think you can help me assign horses to the people who are coming for the cattle drive?” Steve looked over at you. Once again he let you do something that you knew showed how much he trusted you. His horses were something very important to Steve – well, all the animals were important to Steve. It was obvious that he took great care of the things that mattered in his life, not just the farm, but people as well. “Of course,” you smiled at him. “I am honored that you asked me to help you.” “I have seen you handle a lot of horses lately and I know that you are more than capable of helping me with this,” Steve said as if that did not make your heart beat a bit faster. “What is the other question?” you asked, not wanting to get too caught up in what he was asking you. “I was wondering if you could possibly take some pictures of the cattle drive that the guests can get sent to them after they are home if they want.” Steve rubbed his neck. “You know, since we don’t have any souvenirs or anything like that.” “I was planning on taking pictures anyhow, so that is not a problem,” you answered. “You are amazing,” Steve smiled at you and steered Shadowfax closer to you again, and this time when he kissed you it felt as amazing as the other time he did it on horseback. As you kept riding on, the ranch was soon in view again. It meant no more kissing at the moment, and you missed it already. How were you supposed to be able to spend a week with Steve and not be able to touch him?

Back at the ranch after taking care of the horses, you went back to the house while Steve went to his office. Instead of parting with a kiss that you so desperately wanted, Steve’s hand graced yours, and the heat from his hand made a warming sensation go through your body. The look in Steve’s eyes showed you that you were not the only one that would have preferred a kiss. Somehow that made it better, knowing you were not alone in these feelings.

You had expected to find Nat inside, but the house was empty. Not that it bothered you, but this house now felt like home to you and since you knew that both Steve and Peter did not mind you feeling at home, you gladly treated the house as if it were your own. You started with pulling out the bed linen from the bed you slept in while here. You would move in to Nat’s room and a couple would take this room instead. You went to the laundry room with your bed linens and put them in the washing machine and started it. After that, you went back up and cleaned out the bathroom you had been using and packed up your things. You carried it all to Nat’s room and then you noticed that lunchtime was about an hour away and you walked to the kitchen to see what leftovers the fridge held. It was pretty stocked so there was no need to make anything new for lunch. Since Frank was cooking dinner for all the guests, there was nothing to do there. Packing up for the trip seemed to be the best thing to do with the time you had before lunch, but you did not really know what to pack and you did not want to disturb Steve. He had a lot of things to sort out before he left for a week. Even though you knew that he trusted his employees 100% there were still a lot of things to do, especially since the ranch would not just be without him, but Frank and Peter as well. There were more jobs to go around than usual. Adding to that, Billy was not fit for working full days yet, and was banned from lifting heavy items. Which made it all the more worrisome for Steve.

To pass the time before lunch you went up to Nat’s and started your computer to empty your camera and get it ready for the cattle drive. Since you had two batteries, you were not really worried about the camera running out of power before the cattle drive ended, but you wanted to make sure you had enough memory cards with you to take as many pictures as you wanted. You looked through the pictures you had taken of Steve earlier in the day and you realised how many of the pictures looked like they belonged on a book cover. Steve, the handsome and sexy cowboy,the main character of a steamy romance novel. The way he looked made your thoughts turn completely inappropriate to say out loud, but since the two of you were together you were happy to think about them in private. With a big smile on your face you continued emptying your memory cards and making sure that everything was ready for taking the camera on the cattle drive. You put the battery on charge to have it ready. Somehow, you missed hearing Nat come back from wherever she had been. “Hi,” Nat greeted you, standing in the doorway.. It startled you so you jumped high in the air. It almost felt like Nat had heard your thoughts about Steve, since you had a picture of him up on the computer. You were thankful that Nat could not read your mind. “Hi,” you said and smiled at your friend. She came into the room and looked at the picture on your screen. “You really do take amazing pictures,” Nat nodded toward the screen. “That is captivating.” “Thank you,” you smiled and tried to keep a blush from coming up on your face. Since you did not want to be on the spot you changed the picture to one of Bucky that you took as you were riding up to the ranch earlier in the day. He was brushing down his buckskin stud, Cheif and the look of love on the horse’s face was indescribable. You could have sworn you heard a small moan from Nat, but when you looked at her she was looking away from the computer. “I think it’s time to go down and start heating up lunch,” Nat said and left you there in your room. You took that as a sign that she still had feelings for Bucky. Adding the face Bucky had made when Nat arrived you were pretty sure that there was a lot between them both that needed to be resolved.

The talk around the lunch table was mainly on the cattle drive and what was left to do. You mentioned that you had not packed anything yet, and it turned out only Steve had packed. Nat decided that after lunch the two of you should help each other pack. “I think that sounds like a great idea,” Steve agreed. “Nat can help you with what is important to bring.” “I have to admit,” you looked down at the table. “I am a bit nervous about not having enough warm clothes.” “That is my fault,” Nat looked at you. “I thought I had more flannels here, but they must be in New York – not that I know why.” “That is not a problem,” Peter smiled wide. “Y/N can borrow some flannels from Steve.” The man in question almost choked on his glass of water. It was not something any of you had expected. “You don’t mind, do you, Steve?” Nat asked and looked directly at Steve. You had no idea where to look. The thought of wearing Steve's flannels sounded like heaven, but also like it could be distracting as hell. “No, of course, Y/N can borrow some flannels,” Steve said and smiled at you. While Nat and Peter looked at each other, Steve winked at you, which made you blush. They continued to talk about the trip, while you tried to keep your mind on the conversation, but in your mind, you were wearing Steve's flannels and inhaling the smell of him. “What are you thinking about Y/N?” Nat asked which brought you out of your daydreams. “You have this small smile going.” You avoided looking at Steve, because you knew that would make you blush, more than you already were. “I was just thinking that I need to go check on Billy before we leave tomorrow,” You look up and see all eyes on you. Steve's smirk showed you that he did not believe you one bit, but you tried to ignore it. It was his fault for being too damn sexy, you told yourself. The conversation continued and this time you managed to stay present,, and you ignored the looks that Steve was giving you.

After lunch, you and Nat cleaned the dishes and Peter and Steve went out to get things ready for the trip. You helped Nat with the dishes even though she tried to protest. You told her it was a fair trade since she would be helping you with the packing. After that, the two of you went upstairs to pack. Since you had already moved your stuff to Nat’s room earlier in the day the two of you walked directly there. You had insisted that you could sleep on the floor in Nat’s room, but she said that her bed was big enough to share and it was not like it would be the first time either. Nat walked to her closet and took out two saddlebags. Then she handed one to you and took the other one to her bed. You looked down at the saddlebag and then up to Nat. “How are we going to fit all our stuff in this?” you asked. Nat looked over at you with a smile. “Just bring the necessities,” Nat answered and you looked at the saddlebag again. “How about a backpack instead?” You gestured towards her closet hoping this was all a joke. “If you have a backpack on your back every day, long days on a horseback, you will not be as agile on the horse as you might need,” Nat explained, putting a pair of jeans in her saddlebag. “And I bet your back will be screaming after just one day.” It made sense but still. “But what should I pack?” you looked down at the bag again. “You can start with deciding what pair of jeans you want to pack,” Nat nodded toward your pile of jeans. The ones you bought in town. “One pair of pants?” You looked at the packing and back to Nat. “Yes, as well as the ones you will be wearing when we ride out,” Nat said and went back to packing. “But... but...” you got out. “Y/N, that is more jeans than Steve and Peter will bring,” Nat smirked at you. “But what if something happens?” You asked, still not sure how to make it with just one pair of extra jeans. “That’s why you are packing one extra pair,” Nat insisted and you decided to drop it. Nat mentioned a few more things you needed to pack, but then a question that had been nagging you since you came back from your ride with Steve just needed to be answered. “So, what did you do today?” you let it out. Looking over at her to see if she turns toward you. “Oh, I just went into town for a couple of hours and looked around.” Nat did not turn toward you, but her posture stiffened. “That sounds nice,” you smiled and tried to ignore Nat’s reaction. “It was,” Nat said and you could hear the smile in her voice. “That’s good,” you nodded and turned back to the saddlebag in front of you. “Please tell me that I can at least bring underwear and socks for each day,” you looked over at Nat who had now turned toward you. It must be pleading in your voice. “Of course.” She let out a small laugh. “We are not animals.” It made you relax some. And when Nat was not looking you put in two extra pairs of underwear, because you never know.

Nat had told you that you probably would want to change your flannels every other day, as well as that you needed to sleep in flannels to keep warm in the tents. You only had three flannels, since you had given Nat’s flannels back to her, so she would have enough. That meant that she needed to borrow at least three flannels from Steve. She hoped she could borrow more, if she could just get them in the saddlebag. This would be the least amount of things she had ever packed while traveling. But now she had everything other than those flannels packed.

While Y/N was packing in the saddlebag Nat was trying to keep calm. She hated to lie to Y/N. Not that she technically had done that, it was more an omission than a lie. Part of her wanted to turn and confess to Y/N, but she knew what Y/N would say about what Nat had found out in town. Steve was the stand up guy, everyone was saying. Nat had to admit she had been proud of the things that her brother had helped people with, without wanting anything in return. How could she have been so blind to him and all his kindness all these years? Had her grief destroyed her relationship with Steve? It sure had with Bucky. It pained her to see that she had painted both Steve and Bucky as villains, while they were the furthest away from it.Nat had not only heard things about Steve in town, but there had also been a lot of talk about Bucky and the other veterans that Steve had employed on the ranch.

Nat needed to talk to both Steve and Bucky, but before she talked to her brother, she needed to figure out what to say. There was only one person who could help with that. Bucky. She decided then and there that she was going to see him that evening, whether he wanted to or not. “I need to talk to Steve about those flannels,” Y/N said and broke Nat out of her thoughts. “Why don’t you just go into his room and borrow some from his closet?” Nat looked over her shoulder at Y/N. Wait, was Y/N blushing? “That does not feel right,” Y/N looked down at the floor. Nat suppressed a laugh. “I think that Steve and Peter just came back in,” Nat nodded towards the door and Y/N nodded. “Well, I’ll go down and ask him.” Y/N smiled and left the room. Nat looked after her friend and realised that Peter was right about Y/N and Steve. There definitely was something there. Now they just needed to make sure that Steve took the step and showed Y/N what he felt.

You walked down the stairs slowly, not wanting to rush down to Steve. The blush on your face also needed to disappear. In the hallway, you took a few breaths before you went to look for Steve. As you step into the kitchen Peter and Steve were having a heated conversation. “I need my Nintendo with me.” Peter all but stamped his foot on the floor. The face he made almost looked like a toddler having a tantrum, with pouty lips and glazed eyes. “No,” Steve crossed his arms. “You started this cattle drive and you are going to have to put them first.” “That is not fair,” Peter groaned. “Yes, it is,” Steve said calmly. “How are you going to learn your lesson if you don’t have to spend time making sure everyone is having a good time and helping them if they need help?There is no going away somewhere to play some game.” “But-” Peter started, however apparently Steve had enough. “You should be glad that I am not taking away your phone for the week as well,” Steve said, still keeping his temper in check. It made you realise just how great a father figure Steve was. He could handle this. Just as you were about to leave, Nat came up behind you. “What is happening?” she asked, which made Peter and Steve turn toward the two of you. “Steve won’t let me bring my Nintendo,” Peter whined, ignoring the look Steve gave him. “Which is just right,” Nat agreed with Steve, and it was hard to see who of Steve and Peter were most shocked at that statement. “What?” Peter said in utter disbelief. “This is your doing.” Nat crossed her arms. “You need to take responsibility during the cattle drive and you can’t be playing Nintendo.” That made Peter look down at the floor, while Steve smiled gratefully at Nat. It felt like kind of a strange family drama that you should not be a part of, but that was when Peter looked up at you with pleading eyes. “Don’t even start with me.” You held up your hands. “I agree with Steve and Nat.” Peter let out a groan and walked away. Nat chuckled and walked after him, leaving Steve and you looking at each other. “How long did you stand there?” Steve uncrossed his arms and walked toward you. “Long enough to understand how patient you actually are,” you smiled. “Were you looking for me?” Steve stopped just in front of you. “Yes,” you nodded. “I was going to ask if you could pick out a couple of flannels I could borrow?” “Why did you not just go to my closet and pick some out?” Steve tilted his head to the side and looked at you. “I... I did not want to invade your privacy,” you got out. “It felt wrong to go in there without being invited.” Steve took one step closer to you. Now he was as close as he could be, without your bodies being pressed against each other. “You are always welcome into my bedroom,” Steve wet his lips. “Always.” “Oh,” you got out and swallowed. “Come on,” Steve chuckled. “Let’s get you those flannels you need.” Steve turned you around and together you walked up the stairs. You didn’t see either Peter or Nat, and it almost felt like you were going to Steve’s bedroom to do something else.

Together you turned towards Steve’s bedroom door and he opened it, ushering you inside. It did not register with you that he closed the door behind you. The room was not what you thought it would be, it was better. So much better. All walls except one were grey, and the other wall was a dark blue. The bed was big and the frame was some kind of dark wood, with carvings of horses. The bedspread was a dark blue as well, but with stars on it. Like a galaxy. It seemed to fit the room. By the balcony stood a telescope and you could see Steve in your mind standing out there looking at the night sky. By the big window beside the balcony a sturdy desk stood. However it was not workthings on the desk, it was coal, crayons, watercolors and sketchbooks and so on. Steve painted? That would explain who he could compose the pictures so well. It was then you noticed some sketches and paintings on the wall. You took a step forward towards them.

What Y/N did not notice was that Steve was watching Y/N as she was taking in his room. He liked seeing that small smile on her face and he took it in as she approved of his room. Part of him wanted to explain the room and the different pieces in there to Y/N, but decided against it. It was better to see what she would say. He noticed the moment she understood that he had painted the paintings on the walls. She walked towards them with a small sound escaping her lips. Was it a sound of liking or…? Steve decided to ignore it. He walked over to his desk, kind of happy he had put away the drawings he had done of Y/N. She had been plaguing him since she arrived. When she walked towards him in the airport, he knew he needed to paint her. But now he knew it was so much more. He stood there looking at Y/N, trying to read what was going on inside her head.

You were mesmerised by the paintings. All of them had Steve’s signature and you knew that he had put his heart and soul into every one of them. You saw a painting of what you now knew from pictures around the house as his father, Nat’s mother, Peter, Nat, and Steve. He had painted the family portrait together and it had a dominant place in the room. Others were of the ranch, horses, cattle and so on. It was like a map into Steves mind. He was a brilliant artist and you had no idea what to say to him. “Wow,” you breathed out and turned to Steve. He was looking at you with an eyebrow lifted. “Just wow. I have no words.” You took a step towards Steve and then you stopped. “I... I did not know you were an artist.” Steve shook his head. “I am no artist. I just like messing around some.” You walked over to him. “No, you are a really talented artist.” You stood on your toes and pressed a kiss to his mouth. “I am surprised that you don’t have any of these paintings or other in any other room.” Steve shrugged. “It just did not feel right to change anything from how it was.” Steve looked down at you. “And it’s only Bucky, Peter, and now you, that know I do this.” “What?” You let out a small gasp. “Nobody else?” “Well, my father and Melina knew.” Steve looked over at their painting. “They insisted I took some art classes in university, so that I understood that I did not have to be a rancher. That I had options.” “That is incredible of them to do,” you smiled at Steve. “Yeah,” Steve nodded. “I never felt pressured into this. But it was what I wanted.” The look on his face told you that he was honest about that. He was born a rancher and he loved it. “You are incredible,” you said and Steve took that moment to pull you into his arms and kiss you. It was a hot kiss and you did not want it to end, but this was not why the two of you were there. Steve took a step back when the kiss ended. “Flannels,” he said with a husky voice. “Right,” you cleared your voice. “They are in the closet,” Steve said and adjusted his jeans. You looked down and saw an impressive bulge in his pants. You swallowed and turned around. You walked toward the double doors, but walked into a big bathroom instead of a closet. The bathroom was like your dream bathroom, and both the shower and bathtub gave you ideas. So you turned around and walked out of the room. Steve stood where you left him and pointed at another pair of double doors, with a smirk on his face that made you blush. Maybe he had the same ideas as you had about the things the two of you could do in that bathroom. You walked over and opened the doors to the closet, expecting the closet to look like Nat’s closet with shelves, but instead it was a walk-in closet that was more than half empty. You walked in and looked around at all the space. “This was my parents’ and then my father and Melinda’s bedroom,” Steve said behind you. “It took me three years to finally move into this room, and leave my old bedroom behind. I got help making the room, bathroom, and this closet to my own tastes, instead of what it had looked like when they lived here.” You could still hear the grief in Steve’s voice. So you turned around and hugged him close. He hugged you back and you did not want to let go. “Which room used to be yours?” you asked and Steve pressed a kiss to your forehead. “The one you’ve been using since you got here.” That answer. You should have guessed. You took a step back and looked at Steve, the smile on his face and all you wanted was to kiss him and pull him to the bed. But there was a knock on his bedroom door, and Steve left you alone in the walk-in closet. He opened the door to Bucky. “Sorry, boss,” Bucky smirked when he saw you in opening to the closet. “Just wanted to let you know that Nipper got out, but Wanda caught him. Billy is helping her make the enclosure more Nipper-safe.” Bucky smiled at you and turned and walked away. Steve swore under his breath and turned to you after closing the door again. “Let’s pick out some flannels for you.”

You nodded and walked into the closet again. There was a large amount of flannels and they were all in different thicknesses. Steve helped you pick out four and then you took one and tried it on. Something heated came into Steve’s eyes, and he turned around and left the closet. When you walked out into his bedroom you looked almost longingly at the bed and then Steve. He let out a groan and pushed you towards the door. “I better get you out of here, before we both get in trouble.” He said it with a knowing smile and it made your heart beat faster. Steve walked downstairs and you walked to Nat’s room to pack away the flannels.

About an hour later, Steve, Peter, and you were in the kitchen just talking about the trip and the different people’s riding abilities. “Everyone said that they can ride,” Peter insisted, still a bit grumpy from the argument between him and Steve earlier in the day. Steve was a bit reluctant to believe that, saying that a lot of people lied, and not really caring that Peter was still grumpy. You guessed that it came with the territory to deal with a teenager. Together the three of you decided that you were going to look more into these skills as the guests arrived. You looked at the clock and realised that it would be sooner rather than later that the truth would come out. “The bus should be here any moment now,” you said and looked meaningfully at Steve and Peter. “Maybe we should go out and make sure people feel welcomed.” Steve mumbled something under his breath, that you can’t hear, but you were pretty sure it was something as they weren’t really welcome. It made you chuckle. Peter walked over to the counter and picked up the clipboard. Just as Nat walked into the room, her phone started to ring. She looked at the display and then up at you. “I am sorry,” Nat said. “I really need to take this call, it’s work.” With that, she turned around and left you alone with Steve and Peter. “Well, let’s go,” you smiled and together you went out. This would surely turn out to be a disaster since Peter was still upset over the Nintendo. It was one of those things that clearly showed that Peter was still not an adult.

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