Avengers Imagines

Sam Wilson #1

(I honestly can't believe it has taken me this long to write an imagine about Sam! What has become of me?? 

I mean I ship the winterfalcon... So why haven't I wrote about Sam??!!

Anyway... I hope you like it :) )

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"Cap! We have a runner!" I heard the Avenger turned vigilante 'The Falcon' shout over what must have been his comms.

I ran as fast as my legs could carry me as I held the hood of my jumper up over my head shielding away my features from his striking gaze.

"Ma'am please stop!" He shouted after me, flying a few meters above me.

All I had done was save a elderly couple with what appeared to be their grandchildren from a bunch of thugs.... But it turns out that those bunch of thugs must have been on Captain America's radar.

"Please you won't get hurt. Captain just wants to speak with you... You have some pretty amazing skills..." he bargained.

But I wasn't falling for it as I turned sharply and into the dense trees beside me.

"Damn it. Cap I lost her."

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I sipped on my steaming cup of tea as I looked out onto the streets of Brooklyn.

It has been a week since I was chased by 'The Falcon'.

"Is this seat taken?" A familiar voice asked

I looked up at the unfamiliar face with the familiar voice before shaking my head and motioning to the seat in front of me.

"I'm Sam. Sam Wilson. I don't believe we've met before? But what is a pretty lady like you doing sat by herself?" He greeted, placing his drink and what looked like a  blueberry muffin on the table.

"Smooth Mr Wilson. But I'm ______. _______ ________."  I greeted.

"It's nice to meet you." He smirked.

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It's been a week since I last saw Sam. We spent hours talking about interests, likes and dislikes.

And its been two weeks since 'The Falcon' chased after me after I saved those four strangers.

...

"Cap. Red-wing claims we've spotted the same woman from those weeks ago. Permission to pursue?" A very familiar voice called from above my walking frame.

"Same height, same build, same hoodie."

"Ma'am please. Can we stop this cat chase?" He asked as I heard heavy boots land on the floor behind me.

A small red drone hovered in front of me stopping me from moving forward.

I turned to face 'The Falcon', pushing my hood down at the same time.

"______?" He asked shocked.

"Sam." I have a small smile in greeting.

"You have some pretty awesome skills. Cap wanted to know if you would come meet him?" He asked, taking a small step towards me.

"I don't know... I kind of just want to get on with my life... My day..." 

"Please?" He begged.

I paused in hesitation.

"I also wanted to know if you were up for another coffee date later?" He asked.

"Date?" I teasingly smiled.

"Yep." H smirked, popping the 'p'.

I sighed before nodding.

"Well, if you would like to come this way please." He mockingly bowed moving his hand to point in the direction we had just come from.

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"Miss ______ _______." A voice came from the shadows.

"Captain America." I greeted the shadow, Sam's hand comfortingly rested on my back.

"Please. Just Steve." He said, stepping out of the shadows.

"Nice beard Cap. Didn't peg you as that sort of guy." I smiled, taking in his rugged features. Long hair, scruffy beard, but smart, clean clothes.

"I can see why you like her so much Sam." Steve laughed.

I glanced up at Sam to be greeted by his smiling gaze upon me.

I smiled, knowing I was going to get along with both these men. 

....

       Maybe one more than the other.

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(I'm sorry it's so short but I hope you like it.

Lots of love,

Phoebe x)