[Madison] Shenanigans
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dontwantmebackTitle:Shenanigans
Fandom: RPverse (Madison Valley)
Pairing: None
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Length: 603 words
It was three in the morning.
It was three in the morning and Steve's phone was ringing. That couldn't possibly mean anything good and nothing good meant he answered. Lucky, he thought absently as he got up, already out of bed and half reaching for his clothes before the phone even hit his ear, that he was someone who woke easily.
"Cap!" It was Darcy's voice, loud and jarring in the quiet of his apartment, when he answered. "Captain! My Captain!"
There were women giggling and music in the background, the murmur of a dozen different conversations not too far away, and not even Steve was no naive that he didn't understand what was going on here.
"You're drinking," he assumed. "Are you calling for a reason?" Because he liked Darcy, a lot, but getting him out of bed at three in the morning for no reason wasn't going to fly.
"We're drinking," she corrected him, and he picked the familiar voices of Skye and Johanna as they shouted greetings toward the phone. "And yes! Of course I've got a reason. You need to walk us home."
"Why?" He would, of course. Steve would never let a lady walk alone. Or ladies, as it were. Especially not ones he knew and especially not in a town like Madison Valley where people like them weren't always safe.
"Because we're drunk and Agent won't come get us." The pout was audible and Steve just sighed.
"Stay inside; I'll be right there."
Right there was a very literal phrasing, too. He didn't have to use his enhanced abilities to move quickly but they certainly came in handy. He paid no mind to the winter chill as he made his way to the bar, ducked inside in search of the trio. They were easy enough to spot. Johanna was standing on a table while Darcy and Skye cheered her dancing on.
They were easy enough to round up, too, though. As soon as they realised Steve was there all three women pounced. Which was weird, and made him incredibly uncomfortable, especially when Skye took his arm and batted her eyelashes at him. He'd forgive it, though. They were intoxicated and he might not be able to do that anymore but he did remember what it was like. So he just smiled placating.
"It's late," he told them, and gently ushered them out.
His jacket promptly ended up around Darcy's shoulders when she declared it to be freezing outside and Johanna was immediately on his other arm. They chatted, loudly, as he walked them each back to where they belonged in turn. The whole thing was a headache waiting to happen, but it was totally worth it to see each woman back safely to her room.
He got his arm squeezed and an eyebrow waggle of thanks from Johanna, a fairly awkward one-sided hug from Skye, and an even more awkward kiss on the cheek from Darcy. And in return they all got a not-quite stern look and a request to have a plan to get home safe next time.
"We had a plan," Johanna told him and closed her door in his face.
"Coulson's not as fun as you are," Skye announced, and forgot to close hers, leaving Steve to do it for her.
"You were the plan!" Darcy proclaimed, and stumbled over her own feet on her way inside.
Steve was pretty sure he didn't like what all that added up to. And he was pretty sure he was going to be woken up with a drunk phone call every time the three women went out.
Fandom: RPverse (Madison Valley)
Pairing: None
Rating: G
Warnings: None
Length: 603 words
It was three in the morning.
It was three in the morning and Steve's phone was ringing. That couldn't possibly mean anything good and nothing good meant he answered. Lucky, he thought absently as he got up, already out of bed and half reaching for his clothes before the phone even hit his ear, that he was someone who woke easily.
"Cap!" It was Darcy's voice, loud and jarring in the quiet of his apartment, when he answered. "Captain! My Captain!"
There were women giggling and music in the background, the murmur of a dozen different conversations not too far away, and not even Steve was no naive that he didn't understand what was going on here.
"You're drinking," he assumed. "Are you calling for a reason?" Because he liked Darcy, a lot, but getting him out of bed at three in the morning for no reason wasn't going to fly.
"We're drinking," she corrected him, and he picked the familiar voices of Skye and Johanna as they shouted greetings toward the phone. "And yes! Of course I've got a reason. You need to walk us home."
"Why?" He would, of course. Steve would never let a lady walk alone. Or ladies, as it were. Especially not ones he knew and especially not in a town like Madison Valley where people like them weren't always safe.
"Because we're drunk and Agent won't come get us." The pout was audible and Steve just sighed.
"Stay inside; I'll be right there."
Right there was a very literal phrasing, too. He didn't have to use his enhanced abilities to move quickly but they certainly came in handy. He paid no mind to the winter chill as he made his way to the bar, ducked inside in search of the trio. They were easy enough to spot. Johanna was standing on a table while Darcy and Skye cheered her dancing on.
They were easy enough to round up, too, though. As soon as they realised Steve was there all three women pounced. Which was weird, and made him incredibly uncomfortable, especially when Skye took his arm and batted her eyelashes at him. He'd forgive it, though. They were intoxicated and he might not be able to do that anymore but he did remember what it was like. So he just smiled placating.
"It's late," he told them, and gently ushered them out.
His jacket promptly ended up around Darcy's shoulders when she declared it to be freezing outside and Johanna was immediately on his other arm. They chatted, loudly, as he walked them each back to where they belonged in turn. The whole thing was a headache waiting to happen, but it was totally worth it to see each woman back safely to her room.
He got his arm squeezed and an eyebrow waggle of thanks from Johanna, a fairly awkward one-sided hug from Skye, and an even more awkward kiss on the cheek from Darcy. And in return they all got a not-quite stern look and a request to have a plan to get home safe next time.
"We had a plan," Johanna told him and closed her door in his face.
"Coulson's not as fun as you are," Skye announced, and forgot to close hers, leaving Steve to do it for her.
"You were the plan!" Darcy proclaimed, and stumbled over her own feet on her way inside.
Steve was pretty sure he didn't like what all that added up to. And he was pretty sure he was going to be woken up with a drunk phone call every time the three women went out.