Natasha gives Sam a parting gift, too, though he isn’t quite sure what to do with it. To Steve, who can never go back, she gives a folder full of the past; to Sam, whose future is uncertain, she gives a glimpse of what could be. Via text, of course. Apparently wherever one goes to establish new covers has decent service.
He loves the Mets, she texts, with a little baseball emoji.
Good, Sam replies. I couldn’t trust a Yankees fan.
For that, she Snapchats him a clip of her rolling her eyes.
Also, she says, he likes it when people have deep conversations with him. “Who am I”, “what is the nature of trust”, “can government ever be truly representative” and all sorts of fun stuff like that.
I’ll bear that in mind? Sam texts.
And he doesn’t like public displays of affection, he receives back, and that’s when he turns his phone off, because if he’s being this unsubtle something is off with his game. Not that it’s a game. But.
Sam makes bullet points.
Don’t make bullet points!!!!!!! Natasha texts him.
Sam keeps right on making bullet points.
- Mets game??????
- Discuss nature of reality
- BEAT HIM ON A MORNING RUN
- be debonair as a debonairite.
- seriously, the nature of reality? what. (WAS NATASHA LYING.)
- seriously, morning run.
You made bullet points, didn’t you, Natasha says.
I thought you said you didn’t know everything, Sam texts.
I don’t, Natasha texts back. But you did, right?
Sam turns his phone off again.
and anyway they go to a mets game and get shake shack and they get to the bottom of the ninth and the bases are loaded and CHRIS YOUNG (??) IS AT BAT AND HE HITS A GRAND SLAM AND THE GIANT INFLATABLE APPLE BEHIND HOME BASE COMES UP AND SAM JUMPS UP SCREAMING because seriously, who is a yankees fan, anyway they’re playing boston and anyone who wins against boston is good people in sam’s book, and that’s how he completely forgets to slyly put his arm around steve who is CAPTAIN AMERICA, seriously, he’s at a baseball game with captain america!!! how cool is that! which is also how he completely misses steve looking up at him completely unable to suppress the BIGGEST FOND GRIN. anyway on the train back into the city he reenacts all the best parts in his head and sneaks looks at Steve, who is sitting with his cap pulled down and kind of dozing a little, and feels like his heart is going to burst out of his chest with how much he cares
AND ANYWAY they try and discuss the nature of reality and instead they discuss the nature of guacamole because seriously, what is it with avocadoes, steve’s never quite been able to get the hang of how to tell when they’re perfectly ripe but apparently life is like an avocado, tony keeps saying that and steve is completely sure he’s fucking with him but he is going along with it so he can get better revenge one day, and sam is also useless when it comes to avocadoes but he is willing to try, he is willing to go out and buy two dozen avocadoes from the street vendor down the road from avengers tower, and then he is willing to sit and try one every day for two weeks just so they can tell what the pinnacle of avocado perfection is, even if he is heartily sick of avocadoes (how is one sick of avocadoes!!!!) by the end of it, and sam thinks that’s maybe what life really is about, this sitting and halving avocadoes with someone you big l-word, this waiting, these good things coming with time. which is how he totally fails and also aces the second bullet point.
sam never beats steve on a morning run. it’s okay. he’ll keep trying
what’s the noun form of debonair, Sam texts Natasha. He’d like to believe their friendship has reached the no-punctuation-ever stage.
debutante, she replies.
thanks bunches, he says. you’re a real friend, Tash, and then savors the brief radio silence while she weighs a sarcastic response against how much she genuinely likes his nickname for her.
deboner? she says, which is how he knows he’s forgiven.
sounds like me all right, he replies. Fuck if he knows what he’s doing. Fuck if he knows if it’s working. Fuck if he knows anything, at this point, besides how much he wants to kiss Steve, and ask him how his day went, and also wake him up when he has nightmares, and be there for the good dreams.
ANYWAY IT IS THE END OF WEEK TWO AND THEY ARE OUT OF AVOCADOES AND THEY HAVE WATCHED AND/OR LISTENED TO METS GAMES FOR A WEEK and steve and sam realize they have been covertly staring at each other for HALF AN HOUR and sam laughs nervously and steve smiles and says, “sam, have we been —”
"COCKBLOCKING OURSELVES," sam says, and then coughs, and says, "wait, what? who said that? not me. definitely not me, what, who."
"well, yeah," steve says, and smiles even more, and sam blushes RIDICULOUSLY hard, and then MAKEOUTS AND DEFINITELY BLOWJOBS, this got way out of hand
saw this tagged “american airlines”, now can’t decide between that and “freebird” for favourite this ship tag