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[oneminutemaze]

[ Ariadne has not been having the best past few days. First she gets in a fight with George (which is entirely his fault, obviously), then she tries to hold up a casino that one of her housemates works at with a complete stranger, and now this. 'This', of course, is the mistletoe and all of the ugly side-effects it's causing

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[punchedhitler]

[After the kiss with Bucky, Steve is sort of in a flurry of holy crap I kissed my best friend panic, and he isn't really paying attention to where he's going.

So it's not that Ariadne is short that causes him not to see her when he bumps into her. He manages to catch her before she falls - thank god for his fast reflexes - and pulls her up against him.

And then the evil mistletoe made itself known because Steve Rogers pulls her up for a kiss.]

[oneminutemaze]

[ She absolutely does not squeak when a man who feels like he's part cement truck runs into her on the street and she nearly falls over. At least he was kind enough to catch her, even if holy crap no one should really be that fast and... oh he's sort of nice and solid and...

Oh. Kissing now. She's still breathless from nearly being knocked to the ground, which probably makes her kissing back come off as much filthier than intended. Oops. ]

[punchedhitler]

[The first thing that Steve notices is that she is so tiny. She weighs so little in his arms as he holds her up. She's kind of soft and cuddly.

Also she kisses really dirty.

It's also a miracle that when the kiss ends he doesn't drop her. Instead he blinks, staring down at her in his arms, and very carefully sets her down.

And whispers.]

I am so, so sorry, ma'am.

[oneminutemaze]

[ There are a lot of people who can pick her up and haul her around; it's not exactly hard. Very few of them are quite this built though, and maybe she shouldn't, but she's going to enjoy it while it lasts.

Not that it lasts for very long, but at least he doesn't drop her. ]

Um. It's okay. Curses, you know?

[punchedhitler]

I still feel like...

[Nervous. Nervous]

Steve Rogers.

[oneminutemaze]

[ Awwww, he's precious. Have an armpat, Steve. It's okay. ]

Ariadne.

[punchedhitler]

That's a nice name.

[oneminutemaze]

[ There's a slight smile. ]

Thanks. And thanks for catching me, too.

[punchedhitler]

[There's a pause]

I bumped into you. There's no way I could have let you fall.

[oneminutemaze]

A lot of people would. [ There's a slight shrug. ] Really, though. Thank you.

[punchedhitler]

I feel like...

[Does he offer to buy her a coffee? IS THERE MODERN ETIQUETTE TO HANDLE THIS? God he should text Tony but HE PROMISED HE WOULDN'T]

Um.

Would you like a cup of coffee?

[oneminutemaze]

[ Oh god, no, please don't text Tony. She has to work for Tony. ]

Um. [ She blinks. ] Sure.

[ Never going to say no to coffee. ]

[punchedhitler]

[Okay excellent. Steve keeps a two foot distance and nudges her towards the coffeeshop across the street]

[oneminutemaze]

[ She probably looks a lot more amused by this whole thing than she should be, but he's acting so awkward. It's incredibly endearing. Now, to order come coffee. ]

[punchedhitler]

[After they order he shrugs a little]

I don't usually kiss dam-girl-women I've never met before.

[oneminutemaze]

And I don't usually kiss men I've never met before.

[ George excluded, but dammit, she is not thinking about him right now. She is having coffee. ]

I've had a lot of people tell me about this curse, though.