"Hey, baby. Are you ready for our date tonight?" you asked your boyfriend. Steve smiled and wrapped his arms around your waist. "I've been ready for weeks, Doll." You stretched up to press a soft kiss to his lips. Date nights were rare for you and Steve. Well...uninterrupted date nights anyway. However, Steve had decided that, unless there was an emergency, the rest of the team could handle whatever happened. The two of you needed the time together.
"So, how about steak and taters for dinner, Steve?" Steve arched a brow. "Taters?" He knew what you meant, but you never called them anything other than potatoes. "Taters...potatoes? Boil 'em, mash 'em, stick 'em in a stew?" Steve's brows lowered and furrowed and you laughed at the confused look in those baby blue eyes you loved so much. "Don't tell me...you haven't watched the Lord of the Rings movies yet." Steve blushed and you giggled again. Kissing his cheek, you took his hand and lead him to the living room.
"Forget waiting until tonight. Our date is starting right now. You are going to be sucked into the Tolkien universe if it's the last thing I do." All Steve could do was smile as you gently pushed him down onto the couch. You quickly popped in the movie and sat back down, snuggling into Steve's side. You knew you were going to be there a while, so you did your best to get comfortable as the opening narration began. You struggled not to mouth along with it and failed.
"I take it that you've seen this once or twice, huh Doll?" You playfully glared at him and he winked. You rolled your eyes and returned your gaze to the screen. It didn't take long for Steve to start asking questions. "Steve, I promise your questions will be answered if you just watch the movie." He closed his mouth and watched the rest of the movie in silence. When it was over, Steve stretched and said, "No mention of 'taters', Y/N." You chuckled and told him that part was in the second movie.
"We're going to end up ordering in, aren't we?" You nodded with a grin. "You bet. We've still got two movies to go and we won't have time to finish them if we take the time to cook." Steve kissed your forehead before telling you to order whatever you wanted while he put in the next movie. "Okay. It's the Two Towers," you let him know as you pulled out your phone to order something for supper. Steve settled back down next to you, bringing a blanket over your bodies.
You reveled in the feeling of being close to your boyfriend. The rare times where he wasn't Captain America. He wasn't one of Earth's mightiest heroes. He was just Steve, the boy from Brooklyn who stole your heart and you let him. You knew he cherished the trust and love you gave him. He was devoted to you and you to him. You felt safe in his arms. Safe and warm.
Steve's hand held yours as his eyes watched the screen in front of him. He loved this. He loved just being able to hold you and spend time with you. Your giggle at the screen brought Steve's full attention back to the movie. The elf and dwarf were both engaged in battle and counting, as if in competition. "That's why Tony and Clint do that!" he exclaimed making you laugh louder. "That's why they do that," you agreed.
The second movie ended and your eyes were drooping. "Come on, Doll. Let's get you to bed." You shook your head defiantly. "No! We have one more movie, Stevie!" Rolling his eyes, Steve got the last movie then settled back onto the couch. He could tell that you were forcing yourself to stay awake so you could gauge his reaction to the final installment. However, by the time the movie ended, you were snoring lightly.
Steve sighed and shook his head fondly. The movement woke you. "Stevie? What did you think?" He kissed your forehead. "They were good movies, Doll. Not ones I would watch all the time, but good." You smiled sleepily and replied, "Good. Then you won't mind if we watch The Hobbit movies next. It's kind of the prequel to the Lord of the Rings." Steve nearly knocked you to the floor. "There are more?!" You laughed at the excitement in his voice. So much for not watching them all the time.
You yawned and Steve smiled. "I think The Hobbit will have to wait until our next date." He carefully scooped you up and carried you to your bedroom.By the time he reached the room, you were snoring again. Steve laid you down and pressed a kiss to your forehead before he got ready for bed and climbed in next to you. Wrapping his arms around you, Steve pulled you close and sighed in content."v����w�y