It’s like he’s got all these faucets in his brain, blocked by things, just leaking tiny bits at a time. Then Natasha is holding him and it’s like the object holding that stream back has been taken away and he’s being flooded comparatively.
“Steve was always kind of an idiot,” he chuckles and leans in to press a kiss to her cheek. It’s just another sign of affection between them. It’s not that the feelings are platonic but the actions, that’s all they’re ready to be for now.
“Oh, I like it when you call me your guy. I like that a lot,” he tells her reassuringly. “I still don’t wanna make food choices though, just, choices that have to do with my favorite girl, they really called you Winter’s Widow huh?”
It was another stone turned over. This time the rooms nickname for her because he always asked for her on assignments when he needed a second. Insisting she was the best — she was.
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“Steve was always kind of an idiot,” he chuckles and leans in to press a kiss to her cheek. It’s just another sign of affection between them. It’s not that the feelings are platonic but the actions, that’s all they’re ready to be for now.
“Oh, I like it when you call me your guy. I like that a lot,” he tells her reassuringly. “I still don’t wanna make food choices though, just, choices that have to do with my favorite girl, they really called you Winter’s Widow huh?”
It was another stone turned over. This time the rooms nickname for her because he always asked for her on assignments when he needed a second. Insisting she was the best — she was.