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#speaking of job descriptions though… this h e l l a annoying guy no one likes who resigned a few months ago (to much rejoicing)…
deus-ex-mona · 4 months
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starting the year ✨wrong✨
#(this is about work ok. long rant in the tags bc auauauauauauauuauauauauauauauaaaaaaaa)#i’ve worked for just t h r e e (3!!!!) days this year and i think im already all burned out lmao#first i was stuck doing 2 workstations bc this freakin’ b o z o of a coworker decided to take the week off without prior notice#and *t h e n* the internal components of one of said workstations kicked the bucket and was only replaced today. sads.#rip to our wasted time and futile fixing efforts though. flashtag wetried#that’s not all t h o u g h i was told that i have to jump to the other work shift bc one of my coworkers is resigning#b u t the thing is. all of the other dudes in that shift are from [insert bordering country] and always speak in their nation’s language#so i won’t be able to communicate well with them for the most part ​esp s o bs#and if [insert country here] has a national holiday and a l l of them decide to take the day off..#well. um. ahahahaha. im ✨screwed✨#(but speaking of taking the day off… one of said guys on that shift has an approved leave for cny. which is funny bc he’s not even chinese)#(rips if the actual other chinese dude on that team has his leave request rejected bc of that guy lol. happy cny to him ig)#a n d also i was made to (sorta) teach these two new coworkers (of sorts) the workstation i’m at for the week#b u t the thing is. i do everything here by left (didn’t receive formal training either lmao sadge)#and i also couldn’t explain anything well in general bc it seems like my flow of thoughts can’t streamline itself ig#so i think i confused the poor guys more than anything. but like. why me??????? aaaauauaaaaaaaaaa#idk why one of them came back for more ‘education’ from me thoughhhhh#i’ve tried teaching ‘em stuff at another workstation before this and my feedback was ‘wait slow down you talk too fast’ s o o o o .#ig i’ll have to guide them though again in the morning though. sighs. this wasnt in my job description :(#speaking of job descriptions though… this h e l l a annoying guy no one likes who resigned a few months ago (to much rejoicing)…#is!!!!! coming!!!! back!!!!! aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa#w h y. like. w h y. why is he so attached to this company he l l o? why is our manager so attached to him helloooooooo????? why him???????#our workloads literally t r i p l e when he’s around bc he’s just the way he is. auauauauauauauauaaaaaaaaaaaa#aaaaaaaaaaa i dont wanna work aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa#science industry (derogatory) questionable laboratory conditions (derogatory)#felt cute; thought about retiring early idk
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star-spangled-steve · 5 years
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His New Partner
Chapter 1: The First Meeting
Series Masterlist
Pairing: Steve Rogers x Reader
Words: 1440
Warnings: Fluff, dangerous situations, one cuss word.
A/N: Hey lovelies! This is my first time ever writing something like this, so please go easy on me!
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“We won.”
The Avengers had won. The city of New York was partially destroyed, Tony Stark was laying on the ground looking worse for wear, but at last, they had won.
“All right, yay! Hurray. Good job, guys. Let’s just not come in tomorrow. Let’s just take a day.” Tony announced from his spot in the rubble. “Have you ever tried shawarma? There’s a shawarma joint about two blocks from here. I don’t know what it is, but I want to try it.”
“We’re not finished yet.” Thor stated.
“And then shawarma after.” Tony persisted.
“Let’s just worry about getting you up first.” Steve spoke up. Just as him and Thor went to lift Tony from under the arms, the area was filled with a high pitched scream.
“Help! Help me! Please!” Followed by another loud cry.
“I’ve got it.” Thor said.
“No, let me,” Steve insisted. “Just help him get to his feet safely.” And with that he was sprinting towards the screams that just got louder and louder the further he got down the street.
Steve finally reached the source of these painful cries. He stood in front of what looked like a tall office building, that was slowing breaking apart.
About what looked like three floors up, there was a young woman hanging onto the crevices of the stone wall. It definitely looked like she would not last long.
“Miss!” Steve shouted to get her attention. She turned her head to him as much as she could without slipping. “Miss, I’m going up to come get you, please stay calm!” He said as he was trying to stay calm himself. The building was crumbling apart as he speak, and he knew that with the wrong move, both of them could get toppled in debris.
“Hold on for just a little longer!” He said as he began to run a little further away, in order to get a head start for the jump.
The young lady’s hands began to slip even more, and she let out a terrified wail. “I-I can’t.”
“Yes, you can. Just-just please try for me.”
Luckily though, Steve’s enhancement makes him as stealthy as a cat. He ran as fast as he could towards the thick metal canopy that was hanging above the entrance. With a ginormous leap of faith, he hopped on top. He was now standing directly underneath her, only two floors separating the pair.
“Alright miss, you’re going to have to let go now.” Steve exclaimed.
“What?” She quaked.
“I’m aware, it’s scary. But trust me, let go. We don’t have much time.”
“I’m going to fall!” The girl screeched.
“Yes, I know.” Steve said confidently. “But, I’m going to catch you. I’m right here.”
Feeling the brick almost crumble beneath her fingers, she knew what she had to do. 
Y/N fell.
Steve caught her.
She was now in his arms, bridal style. They were still in top of the canopy, that would too be crashing soon.
“Alright, I’m going to let go of your legs. I need you to very quickly wrap them around my waist. Hold onto my shoulders as well, okay? Can you do that for me?” Steve asked attentively.
All she could get out was a nod, and then she followed his instructions.
“So good.” Steve praised. Instead of dropping the 14 feet from the canopy to the ground, he knew that it would be less dangerous for him to crawl them down the wall instead.
He could hear her sniffles in his right ear, and knew just how scared she had been and still was. “Shh, shh, don’t worry, darling. We’re almost there, I promise.”
Steve may have been a brave hero trying to save the world, but at the end of the day he was still a blushing virgin from the 40s. And each time the young woman squeezed herself tighter around his body, he couldn’t help but flush.
At last they had found the ground. But before he let her go, he ran a good distance away from the building to avoid any harm.
The girl was still terrified, but Steve couldn’t blame her. Even though hanging from buildings and jumping off extreme heights was in his job description, it wasn’t a regular thing for most people.
She was still hanging onto him, but Steve didn’t have the heart to make her let go. It was in this moment that he saw how beautiful she really was. Her shiny H/L H/C hair. Her beautiful big E/C eyes, that were sparkling. Steve couldn’t tell if it was a natural shine or if it was because of the tears, but nonetheless he was mesmerized.
“Thank you.” She croaked, breaking him out of his trance. And hers, to be honest. Even in this petrified state of mind, she could admire his good looks. Gorgeous blonde locks that fell slightly onto his forehead. Soft blue eyes with the most precious specks of green. 
“You’re welcome.” Steve gulped. He hadn’t felt this nervous, this attracted towards a woman since 1945. The feeling made him giddy inside.
She slowly unwrapped her legs from around his waist, and he set her down on her feet.
After a moment more of admiration, they both realized her arms were still around his neck and she dropped them quickly. Quickly enough to look awkward, too.
“Um, uh, I-I’m Steve. Steve Rogers, miss.” He said as he stuck out his hand.
“I know.” She giggled.
Steve decided right then and there that-that was the best sound in the universe. He knew that he had to hear it again. He had too.
“I’m Y/N Y/L/N.” She responded as she shook his hand.
Steve felt the sparks, instantly wondering if she did too.
And oh, she did.
“A beautiful name for a beautiful gal.” Steve said almost confidently. He hoped Bucky would’ve been proud.
Y/N was now a blushing mess.
“Uh-m, uh, thanks... again. And also thanks for, uh... you know... saving New York and everything.” She couldn’t believe how awkward all of this was coming out. She was talking to Captain America, her hero, and making an utter embarrassment of herself.
“Oh, well it was, uh, no proble-“
“Steve! Steve!” Tony’s voice was heard coming near. “Capsicle!”
Y/N looked at Steve confusedly, only to see an annoyed look on his handsome face.
“Rogers,” Tony began as he rounded the corner. “Where have you b-Oh. Well, hello there. I’m sorry is this old man bothering you? Sometimes he gets young women confused with his nursing home caretaker.”
“Tony, do you really have to-?”
“No, no.” Y/N cut Steve off. “I should be going, you need to get back to your hero business and all.” She said with a small smile. “Thank you again, truly.” She began to walk away the direction Tony had just come through.
Much to Tony’s notice, Steve stared after Y/N looking like a sad puppy. Tony knew that the old man just needed some push, so he nudged is head in the direction of Y/N twice.
“What?” Steve asked quietly.
“Ask for her number, grandpa!” Tony harshly whispered.
“Oh. Um, uh...” Steve gathered his thoughts. “Y/N!” He shouted to get her attention.
“Steve?” She answered as she saw him jogging towards her.
“Your number.” He stated bluntly. Tony rolled his eyes.
“Huh?” Y/N asked.
“Could I, uh, damn. May I please get your phone number?”
“Oh... Oh! Um, yes, yes, of course.” She began to look for a writing utensil and piece of paper, but quickly realized all of her belongings were in the damaged office building behind them. “I don’t exactly have a-Ou!” She said as she pulled something out of her back pocket. “I have a pen! But, I, uh, don’t have a paper.” Y/N said sheepishly.
“That’s alright. Um... here!” Steve took off his left red glove and rolled up his sleeve, revealing his wrist.
“Just right on-? Okay!” Y/N gently took his wrist in her hands and wrote her phone number on it. She felt like she was defacing an artifact in a museum, half expecting security to come and escort her.
“Great, thank you, Y/N. I’ll call you.” Steve smiled brightly at her, feeling accomplished.
“I’ll make sure to answer.” She replied positively and turned to walk away again. After about ten seconds she turned her head back to get one more glance at her saviour, only to see that he was staring at her too.
Once they were in the clear, Tony burst out “That was brutal.”
“Hey, I’m pretty new at this, alright?” Steve defended.
“Ya, ya, don’t get your old man diaper in a bunch.”
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