you shock him.

"ready, sammy?" you asked, watching as his face lit up in a smile. you wore your fanciest clothing, ready to go undercover at a ball.

"never been more ready, y/n/n." he said, winking. your face reddened, letting you pull out your taser and pointing it at him.

"watch your mouth, wilson." he put his hands up in mock surrender.

"okay, okay." he said. "but you still owe me that date from steve's bet."

"not now, sam!"