2nd September, 2014
((I got this prompt and it just came out- I swear, I’m working on the others too! “um could you do an au fic where nATASHAS TOO SHORT TO REACH A SOUP CAN IN THE SUPERMARKET AND STEVE HELPS HER OUT idk what would happen but I think it’d be really cute im cry” And.. this is the result of that. I’m so glad someone asked for this one. <3))
There were few things Steve hated more than grocery shopping. It was so mundane and boring and there were always middle aged women checking him out- the kind who would call him ‘sweetie’ and ask him if he was cooking for his girlfriend or something. No. No, he wasn’t. He just ate a lot and had to learn how to cook once his mother got sick because otherwise he’d starve to death, thank you very much. With that said, he frequented a particular supermarket just two blocks from his house in Brooklyn- the house he’d inherited when his mother died. His only saving grace, considering the fact that he lived off a pension from the army, was that he owned the house and didn’t have to pay a mortgage or anything.