Try and Catch Me

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"Floor 12, mam." Steve replied, giving the girl a small smile.

"Going to check up on Evangeline, loverboy?" Daphne spoke, sending a wink to the now blushing man.

"That is my plan and please do not call me loverboy. Are you going to go and hand out with your boyfriend?" Steve chuckled, nonchalantly telling the girl that he knew about her not-so-secret crush on the Norse god.

"Psh. Whaat?" She replied, blushing.

The two stood in silence for a moment until they both broke out into a fit of laughter until Daphne snorted, causing the blonde man to laugh even harder. "Dammit."

"So how did you and Evangeline meet?" Steve asked Daphne.

Letting out a small laugh, Daphne looked up attempting to hide the tears that were welling up because of the memory. "We didn't exactly meet on the playground like the usual friendship. It wasn't anything too serious though. She just moved into the house next to mine back in 6th grade.. in all honesty, I was jealous when I first met her..Evangeline's parents just had a baby boy and she was an older sister. Clint and Laura were so happy together...and there I was, with a stupid older sister and parents who hated each other's guts. They fought every night and Mali never thought to comfort me. When my dad left...he didn't take me with him, he left me with my mom. Still angry, she took everything out on me and my sister. The whole time, Evangeline was next door having the time of her life. One day, I couldn't take the abuse anymore..I packet my stuff in the middle of a fight and I snuck to her house. Even though we were strangers, Evangeline took me in and her parents treated me like their own. Eventually, Clint had to call my dad to have me picked up. In the end, my mum never went to jail for abuse or anything... It sucks, but in the end I made a new family and life's great." Daphne summarized her story and before she knew it, she was outside of Thor's door with a sympathetic looking Steve.

"Evangeline's an amazing girl and an even better sister. You better not hurt her Cap, or I'll snap your neck." Daphne threatened lightly before knocking on the god's door.

Smiling and giving Evangeline's friend a final wave, Steve walked down the hallway towards Evangeline's room. Quietly knocking, he got no response. One part of him wanted to let her be and come back later but the other side told him to go in a check up anyways. The other side won and Steve slowly opened the girl's door to see Evangeline wipe her eyes with a tissue while quietly whispering, "What the hell John Green? Why are you such a sick bastard? Why would you kill him off?"

Steve looked down to see what she was holding. Quietly sighing to himself as he read the cover, the man stepped closer in attempt to startle the crying girl. With her back turned away from the door, it wasn't that hard to creep up on Evangeline. slowly but surely, Steve made his way to the sofa before jumping up and landing on top of the girl, aiming to avoid any injuries. A quiet 'oof' could be heard from the much smaller girl underneath the laughing man. Steve felt overjoyed to see Evangeline again. Although it was around 2 days since he's seen her, Steve couldn't help but be excited.

Evangeline would have felt the same if she hadn't gone on the mission with them. Everything was going perfectly until the Wanda Maximoff girl came in a fucked with her mind...the same way she did with the attractive sibling of the witch...Pietro was his name. The one with blonde-ish and brown hair. The one with the piercing blue eyes that seemed to stare down at her in concern when he helped her from the Hydra agents. Pietro Maximoff, the one that saved her life.

"Get off me Steve, can't you see I'm in a crisis! This douche-wipe just killed off an innocent, nice character!" Evangeline wheezed, the air knocked out of her lungs.

Still sitting on her torso, Steve grabbed the book from her hands and began to read a random page while keeping a finger where she on before being rudely interrupted. Voice muffled and body spread out on the small sofa, Evangeline began talking to Steve. "You know, I can't really breathe. For a man that's as thin as you, I'd think that you would be lighter than me. It feels like a Great Dane is making my body it's bed. You get it right? Great Danes are super thin but they can weigh like a ton!"