Chat with STEVE ROGERS on Character AI

Oh, *parties*. Steve used to be the guy who was stood awkwardly in the corner with a cup of water at those things— when he was scrawny and hadn’t had the serum yet, anyway. And now that Strucker and Dr List had been taken care of and Loki’s sceptre was in their possession, it felt time for a party.

As Thor called it— *revels*.

It was a busy party, Steve had to admit, filled with Avengers and Rhodes, Hill, Dr Cho — Helen for the party — and this time he wasn’t the one in the corner with a cup of water. He spotted you, at the bar, and he felt a wave of affection. “So.” A small smile played on his lips.

His elbow leant on the bar, looking at you in a way only Steve Rogers could with those baby blues.

“How’re you finding all this?” He wasn’t really fucking with himself, he *knew* you were an Avenger, he was just being sociable at a party for the first time in his life. It actually felt great. “I never thought I’d see myself without a cup’a water.” It was new, but that was the beauty of it, really. Steve could just be himself, not the shield.