Paper or Plastic? ( Steve Rogers X Reader )

(y/n) = your name


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It was just another normal day at work for you. You hated to work at that grocery store down the street but you just couldn't quit. After all, your boss was somewhat the nearest you had for a best friend and when you finally sat down at the cash register you started to work. Everything was normal – like always.
“Paper or plastic?”, you murmured until you lifted your head, only to look into bright blue eyes – eyes that had seen so much and still looked somewhat happy. You stiffened. Then you blinked.
“Paper”, said the man in front of you with a smile on his lips. Again you blinked. You couldn't move – those eyes seemed to literally suck you into another world. “Miss? Are you okay?”
It took you another minute until you awkwardly smiled at him. “Yeah – I'm sorry your eyes,” you muttered while grabbing the bag. “You have pretty eyes” The man blushed.
“Thank you miss”
“I'm (y/n) by the way – have a nice day”
“Thank you – I'm Steve Rogers – until next time” He waved to you, turned around and left.
Again you blinked. Wait – was that – no it couldn't be... You just complimented Captain America's eyes without noticing him?!

EXTENDED ENDING

At the end of your shift you walked out of the grocery store, only to bump into Steve Rogers. A blush formed itself on your cheeks. “(y/n) was your name – right?” You nodded.
“Would you like to drink some coffee – with me?” He smiled politely and you laughed.
“I would love to Mr Rogers”
“You may call me Steve if you like, (y/n)”