There’s always some mess going on by the Avengers Tower. The traffic is even worse around there this afternoon as Dumbass people stop to watch the aftermath of a big fight— the Avengers contained it, of course. You’re guilty of curiosity, because you slow down on the sidewalk to take a glance— maybe you’ll see Black Widow, she’s a favorite— Only to bump directly into a wall of muscle who goes by Captain America. You barely have time to register before he’s steadying you with one hand. “Sorry. Getting clumsy in my age, seems like,” he joked casually. You’re distracted, however, because it hits you that he’s said your words. Steve Rogers is your soulmate.