tom holland/peter parker and steve rogers oneshots

scavenger hunt- steve rogers

(a/n: I'M SORRY THIS IS A REALLY SH!TTY ONESHOT I APOLOGIZE IM SORRYYYYYY UGH)

You were confused as to why Steve wasn't next to you when you woke up, but you turned to see a little note folded into fours with your name on it on your nightstand, so you unfolded that, curious.

Morning sweetheart. Ready for an adventure? Go to the kitchen and Nat should be there with breakfast. I've left notes all over the place that you can use to make your way around to each destination. Have fun, I love you!

-S.R.

Smiling to yourself, you got out of bed, sliding on your slippers and making your way to the kitchen where Natasha was waiting with a slice of green tea castella on a plate. Gratefully, you take it, eating it in just a few bites.

"Check underneath your cup," she informed you once you were done, so you lifted up your cup to find another note.

I see you've eaten your pastry, so here's what you need to do now. Go to the place that you always end up when you're not feeling well.

Sick, you thought, so you headed straight for the bathroom. A note folded in the shape of a paper crane was sitting on the sink, so you picked that up and unfolded it.

So, you've found out the first clue! Make sure to wash up and put some makeup on, then go to wherever Thor is (You'll have to figure out where he is by yourself) and he'll tell you what to do from there. First key word: what was the name of the main character in Fresh Prince?

You quickly washed your face, gently dabbing it with a towel before swiping on some makeup and looking around for where Thor could possibly be.

After nearly ten minutes of searching every single part of the HQs, you realized that you still hadn't searched your room, so you head over there to find Thor sitting in your beanbag chair, holding another note. "Greetings, Lady Y/N." He hands the note to you and you unfold it:

Check your closet---Thor helped me pick this out so make sure to give him some credit. Wear this and then ask him to braid your hair. I know, I know, weird, but hey, he's actually really good. Next key word: what's the opposite of me? This third clue is: Follow the directions on the map on the back of this paper to your next location.

You open your closet and find a stunning, deep red dress inside. You go into your bathroom and put it on, and come back out with a hairbrush. "Thor? He says you're going to do my hair?"

Although your boyfriend was the sweetest person ever, you sometimes questioned his actions. Last time, he dragged you out to a Shawn Mendes concert with Bucky and you haven't been the same ever since.

"Yup. Now sit down, and don't move, or it's going to come out bad." He starts to brush your hair, then twists it up into some complicated, braided updo.

"Ow! Thor!" You tried your hardest not to flinch.

"Sorry." He clips on your hairpiece and whirls your chair around so that you're facing the mirror. "Take a look."

"He didn't lie...you're good. Thank you," you thanked him, then got up and turned the paper around to look at the map. There were a series of dashed lines which specifically told you where to go, so you followed those out the compound for several minutes until you stopped at the curb.

At that precise moment, Phil pulls up in a sleek, black limo. "You part of the scavenger hunt too?" you asked him.

"Sure am, Miss Y/L/N. Next key word: what was the name of Jesus's mother?"

The car ride to wherever wasn't too long: about ten minutes. When you arrived, you saw that it was the park where you went on your first date with Steve, almost three years ago. Observing the scene before you, you hesitated for a moment before getting out of the car. "Thanks, Phil," you said to the agent.

"No problem. Have fun," he smiled, then drove off. At this point, people began staring at you, most likely wondering why you were dressed up like you were ready for a ball. Then you began walking around the park, trying to look for your next clue, when an old lady sitting on a bench stopped you. "Hello, miss, a man has requested that I give this to you," she greeted, giving you yet another piece of paper.

You'll find them on the grass, under our favorite shady patch. Sorry this one is so short.

You scrunched your nose up and continued your search, then saw Tony standing under the giant, sprawling oak tree, holding a bouquet of your favorite flowers: deep red roses.

"Tony...are you also a part of this?"

"Sure thing, hun. Here." He handed you the flowers and you took them, not being able to wipe the goofy grin off your face. "Next key word: what's the opposite of you? Your final clue isn't so far away. Just keep looking."

For the next few minutes, you wandered around the whole park, making two laps before something caught your eye, a flash of a blonde-haired man in a button-down and black dress pants, with piercing blue eyes. You knew that look all too well: your boyfriend.

"Hey," Steve waved, bringing you in for a quick kiss. You noticed that all of a sudden, he was getting really nervous. He kept fiddling with the collar of his shirt and wouldn't stop shifting from side to side.

"You okay?" You cocked your head, his nervousness only adding to your growing confusion---he was never really one to go all out on dates. "What's going on?"

"Oh...nothing. So. You got the flowers...the dress...Thor did a pretty good job on your hair!" he chuckled as he looked you up and down. "Have you put all the clues together yet?"

"The key words?"

"Yeah. Got all the notes?"

"Uh huh." One by one, you pulled out each note that you had picked up along the way here, carefully rereading each of them. "Fresh Prince's name...opposite of me...name of Jesus's mother..." you muttered under your breath, recalling all the key words left at the end of each note or message. "Will...you...mary? Mary?"

"Almost there," he prompted, his voice shaking slightly.

"Will you...mary...no! Marry? Marry? Will you marry me?" Your eyes widened in shock once you finally put it all together, happy tears beginning to run down your cheeks. "Steve, are you serious? Wait...you're not...joking, right?"

When you looked up, he was down on one knee, holding a tiny little box which held what had to have been the most stunning ring you'd ever seen. "Y/N, you are the love of my life, and I honestly don't know what I'd do without you by my side. You've always been there for me when I needed you to. I love you so much, so will you make me the happiest man alive by doing the honor of becoming Mrs. Rogers?"

Your hands slapped over your mouth in surprise. "YES! YES! A thousand times yes!" you squealed, running up and jumping into his arms, pulling him into a passionate kiss.

"SHE SAID YES, GUYS!" Tony shouted, and the team popped out from behind the trees, cheering and clapping loudly as he slipped the ring onto your finger.

"How long did it take you to put that together?" you questioned once you broke apart.

"Only four hours during the dead of night. No big deal. Everyone pitched in."

"You're the best," you complimented, kissing his cheek.

"Yeah, yeah, I know. Keep the compliments flowing, babe," he grinned cheekily, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

You got married less than six months later, and the news of your marriage had spread across the nation, so people across the country tuned into national TV to see the wedding. The reporter was able to catch Clint and Bucky as they exited the church, holding onto each other and sobbing.