He knew it was what you were supposed to do, find a girl, go steady, maybe lots of girls if you were that kind of guy. Sometimes the other boys called him names, ones he wasn't even going to think about and what if they could see him now, the prettiest girl in town going with him on a picnic. The thing was Steve would have preferred to go with Bucky, but that was a problem all of its own. No one was allowed to know.
What he wouldn't give not to have to worry so much, to be more like everyone else. But he was trying, Natasha liked him and he liked her a lot. What else was there?
"Getting a girl is important and she's the best girl I ever met," Steve said, a little less confident then as he lined up the edge of the crusts and dared to glance up at Tony. It seemed kind of all wrong and set in his stomach heavy and a little sick. He wasn't going to cry but part of him really did want to.