language! | s.r
summary | As someone who came in a much different era, you are still adjusting to the new practices. Including, hearing curse words everywhere in the compound.
pairing/s | steve rogers x reader, avengers x reader
word count | 1388
genres | humor/crack, very small fluff, time travel au
note | another drabble for the send-off. i really enjoyed writing this. let me know your thoughts! reblogs and feedback are appreciated.
main masterlist | series masterlist
It was a late Thursday night. You were in the living room, reading a novel you bought with Steve and Wanda days ago. Peter was also in the room. He was sitting on the carpeted ground next to the center table in front of you, doing some kind of presentation for his class and you don’t really understand it. It has something to do with his accessible, small computer. A laptop! You remembered he called it that.
It was pretty peaceful and quiet. The only sound that can be heard is the kid’s fingers typing on the keyboard and the soft, cool blows of the air conditioner. You were finishing a chapter of this book when you heard a…
“Oh, fuck.”
Instantly, you turned your head up from the book. Peter paused too. You two turned your heads in the direction of where that curse came from. That’s when you see the culprit.
“Steve!”
The First Avenger, who’s holding a tray of drinks, looked up at you.His eyebrows furrowed together as he asked, “What?”
“Can you please watch your language? There is a kid in here.” you scolded him in a very serious and offended tone.
Both Steve and Peter moved their eyes around the room, looking for the kid you were pertaining to.
“What kid?” he replied, both curious and defensive.
You lift a finger, pointing to the other person in the room, “Peter’s here. Adults don’t curse around minors. Apologize to him.”
Hearing that, both Peter’s eyebrows raised.
“What? No– Dr. Y/N, it’s fine–”
“No, that was inappropriate.”
Considering your era, Steve definitely understands your slight disappointment with the language he just used. It was less socially acceptable in the 40s to swear. He remembered scolding Tony before because of the same thing when he was still adjusting to this century. So Steve sighed,
“I’m sorry.”
“I-It’s no problem, Cap.” Peter stutters, surprised that the older man really apologized.
You only nodded at that, “Anyways, I’m going to my room. Good night, boys.”
You were yawning as you walked away Steve stood there dumbfoundedly with the tray of drinks. Peter just watched him, waiting for him to do something. The drinks were hot chocolate that he was supposed to offer to you and the younger hero. But since you left already, Steve looked back at Peter.
“Hot choco?”
“Strawberries?”
“No, thanks.”
That morning, you seemed a bit distant to Steve and everyone can notice it. No one knows why but Peter has an idea although he thought it was not a big deal. You also thought that maybe it’s not a big deal. But you had a hard time sleeping last night, thinking about everything that changed at this time. Swearing and a lot more things seem normal here. You wondered if you can adapt to it as you felt like an alien wandering in this new world you’re in. Admittedly, you thought that maybe you overreacted with Steve’s language. You felt guilty as you were the one who was new here, yet you still apply whatever customs you have from the 40s to him. You don’t know if you should apologize or what.
Steve quietly placed a cup of coffee next to your bowl. But you were too occupied in your head, you didn’t notice it. You stood to get yourself a glass of orange juice and Steve never looked so dejected. The other people watched silently until Tony snapped his fingers, making everyone look at him.
“Okay, what is going on?”
He was moving his eyes from you to Steve when he asked that. Your eyebrow raised while Steve stayed quiet.
The younger Stark continued, “Y/N is clearly ignoring you and you are obviously trying to be extra nice to her this morning. What happened?”
“I’m not ignoring him!” you unintentionally exclaimed.
Natasha smirked. Sam snickers with Peter while you hear Bucky chuckle lowly, shaking his head. You turned your head to Steve, “Am I?”
You were really unaware. That’s when you see his expression that says a lot: dispirited and unsure. Suddenly, another voice spoke.
“Cap cursed last night.”
Everyone turned their heads to Peter who was munching on the cookies you made the other night. It was stocked in the refrigerator.
“What?” Bruce asked since he thought he heard something else. Just like everyone in the room.
But Steve already justified himself, “It was accidental. I stubbed my toe on the corner of the counter while I was trying to do something nice.”
“What did he say? What did he say?” Tony grinned like a kid. He loved to have something new to tease Steve with.
“Peter, no,” Steve told him sternly. You were still standing with your orange juice, crossing your arm. At this point, you don’t care if he would say it since it seems normal here.
“Peter, yes.”
It was Sam who added more fuel to the fire, earning a glare from Steve. The youngest stood there in the spotlight as everyone waited for him to answer. He finished putting the Tupperware of cookies in his backpack before replying,
“He dropped the f-bomb.”
A series of laughs and amused oh’s followed. You just stood there, confused, while Steve looked down at his oatmeal.
“I’m going to school. Bye, everyone. Thanks for the cookies, doc!” Peter walked out, waving his hand.
Breakfast went on with Tony picking on Steve. You later learned from Natasha that their leader used to have a habit of telling everyone language if they say a swear word. Somehow, the weight on your shoulder lightened when you heard that story.
“So, does that means you hate dirty talks?” Tony brought up with his pancakes almost done. Pepper failed to shush him as she didn’t expect to hear that.
You tilted your head quizically, “Dirty… talks? What is that?”
Dirty talks? What does it mean? Is it a form of teasing? Bullying?
Steve stood up from his seat, putting his bowl on the sink. “You know what? It’s early in the morning. Let’s not talk about that.”
You followed behind him, placing yours too. “What? Why? What does it mean, Steve?”
His jaw clenched and you can see his cheeks slowly showing a tint of pink. He meets your eyes for a quick second before looking away. Everyone in the room is silent too. Don’t they know what it means? You wondered.
“Yeah, Cap. Tell Dr. Y/N about it.” Tony spoke with what seemed like a mocking tone.
“Shut up, Stark.”
Steve held your hand and dragged you away from the kitchen while you remained baffled.
Just days later, you were baking another batch of cookies with Peter waiting on the kitchen counter as your personal food taster. The other are out for their own mission, including Steve, while a few were taking a rest in their respective rooms. The Spider-kid, you heard it is what Sam calls him, was grinning and clapping on his seat like a seal as you two heard the sound of the oven.
You were too excited that you only reached for one oven mitten, thinking you can get the hot baking tray with a single hand. But just when one of the cookies looks like it’s going to slide out of the tray, you instinctively pushed it back with your bare finger. Immediately feeling the burn on your skin, you dropped the tray— thankfully on the kitchen island.
“Fuckshit!” you exclaimed before you put that finger in your lips as if that would help.
You were still recovering from the shock and hurt when you notices Peter’s surprised stare and blushed cheeks. As you realized what just happened, you slowly put down your fingers. The boy can see your jaw gaping as your eyes widened before hiding your face in your hands. He was having a blast, holding his stomach as he laughed.
“You–”
Before he can finish any sentence he was going to say, you shushed him off.
“You heard nothing, kid!” you spoke as you point your index finger at him. You cannot stop yourself from smiling as you tell him that. “I’ll continue feeding you my baked goods if you say heard nothing.”
Peter grinned, stifling a laugh, “I… heard nothing, Doctor Y/N.”
That’s how an accomplice was born.
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