I Will Always Love You (Steve x Deaf!Reader)

(Name) was sitting on the couch reading when Steve walked into the room. He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw her (h/c) hair peeking above the couch. The soldier swallowed and began to get nervous.
Steve had fallen for the (h/c) beauty when he first met her. He had fallen hard. He loved everything about (Name) (Last Name). Her (h/l) (h/c) hair and (e/c). H loved the way she would sing when she thought no one was watching and the way she fought in the battle when Loki tried to take,  over the world. She was just so amazing.
When Steve had gone to Tony for girl advice, Tony had just told him to ask her out. Now, Steve was on a mission to get her to say yes to dinner. But seeing (Name) sitting there with (h/c) in a mess and her (e/c) scanning the pages of her book, Steve got nervous. He'd never really asked a girl on a date. He'd never even been on a date. He had no idea what to say, but he walked over to her trying to build up his courage.
“Uh... hey (Name),” he said sitting next to her. “What are you reading?”
(Name) continued to read her book. Steve couldn't believe he had forgotten. (Name) was deaf, but could read lips. He tapped her shoulder, and she looked up. “What are you reading?” Steve repeated.
“The Fault in Our Stars,” she said, “It's a pretty emotional book.”
“So you've read it before?” Steve asked, looking at the book.
“Yeah, tons of times. It's really good, yet really sad,” (Name) said, hugging it, “You should read it.”
“Okay,” Steve replied.
“Maybe okay will be our always,” (Name) said grinning. Steve looked at her, clearly confused.
The following silence should have been recorded as the most awkward silence in history. (Name)'s eyes darted around the room for a topic to talk about, yet she couldn't think of anything so the silence continued.
All of a sudden Steve's phone buzzed, and he pulled it out ad tried to remember how to open his  text. After a moment of fiddling with it, a message from Tony was revealed. “Ask the women to dinner already!” it read. Steve glared at it and typed back, “Quit watching us!” He did, however, listen to Tony's advice and got to business.
“So... um... would you... like to... uh... go to dinner.. with me... sometime in the future?” Steve asked nervously with a blush. (Name) turned to look at him her (h/c) hair falling into her face. Steve cleared his throat and asked again, this time with confidence, “Would you like to go to dinner with me?”
She was silent for a moment. Steve prayed she wouldn't say no. If (Name) said no, with Tony watching them, Steve would never hear the end of it.
“Sounds like fun!” (Name) replied, “Should I dress nice?” She asked with he (e/c) eyes sparkling.
“Definitely,” Steve said. He had already picked out the place, a fancy Italian place that Tony had told him she loved.
(Name) smiled, already thinking of the dress she would wear. It was between her black cocktail dress, or (favorite color) dress with the sweet heart neckline and a skirt that fanned out and fell just above the knees.
As she pondered this, she saw Steve's face turn beat red with anger and embarrassment. (Name) felt the vibrations of what seemed to be the song “I Will Always Love You,” by Whitney Houston, playing through the room's sound system.
Finally, Steve lost it: “STARK!”