Part fifteen

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July 4, 2013

Last night everyone was so tired that the bed situation didn't turn out to be as big of a problem as I thought it would be. Today was Steve's birthday, and I was crossing my fingers that he would enjoy everything I had planned.

I tiptoed into Steve and Clint's shared room, trying not to wake Clint up.

"Morning, darlin," I whispered patting lightly on Steve's shoulder, "I made some breakfast if you want any."

"Good morning," he started to sit up, "you made breakfast?" Though I did not cook often I can say with confidence that I am a decent cook.

"Yeah, I don't cook for just anyone, birthday boy." I placed a kiss on his cheek and turned to leave.

"I'll be right there," he slowly got up and followed behind me. Surprisingly we were the only two up. Once Steve made his way to the kitchen I handed him a plate with a full pancake breakfast waiting on it. He sat down at the bar and dove in. Then I made myself a plate and stood on the other side of the marble counter.

"So what would the birthday boy like to do today?" I asked once we were both finished. I leaned forward on my elbows resting my chin in my hands.

"Stop calling me that," he let out a short laugh.

"Stop calling you what?" I leaned a little closer, "Birthday boy?"

"Stop," His cheeks turned bright red and he would not make eye contact.

"Birthda-" I was cut of by his lips crashing into mine. I hadn't expected that much of a reaction.

He cupped one of my cheeks with is hand and leaned in closer as if he was about to climb over the counter.

"Oh woah! Good morning!" Tony chanted from behind. Both me and Steve quickly pulled apart and acting as if we hadn't just been lost in each other's lips.

"Morning Tony," I smiled bashfully. "I made some breakfast if you want any."

"Do I get breakfast and a show?" Tony cracked himself up.

"Watch it Stark," Steve muttered, his cheeks still a soft scarlet.

"Hey I wasn't the one making out on the counter," Tony smirked and Steve shot him glare, "just saying."

"To answer your question (y/n), I think it would be nice to just explore some local shops and watch the fireworks later," he went to put his plate in the sink. "And the beach, I would like to got to the beach."

"Okay we can do that," I copied him, setting my plate in the sink. "I'm just glad you didn't say you want to go paragliding or cliff jumping."

"Though that's never out of the picture," Tony chimed.

"What's that?" Natasha made her way into the kitchen.

"Paragliding or cliff jumping," Tony repeated.

"Ooo fun," she smiled and grabbed a plate, "I'm down for that."

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After everyone ate breakfast and got ready for the day we went out to explore Honolulu. We browsed some really cool shops and all of us ended up buying some souvenirs. But after lunch we were all ready to hit the beach.

"Everyone get changed then meet on the back patio before heading out," Tony directed.

Me and Natasha hurried to our room to change in to our swimsuits.

"So Tony told me he found you and Steve making out in the kitchen," she stated from behind the bathroom door.

"It was just a kiss, you know Tony exaggerates everything," I cringed. Why does he have to have such a big mouth. I sat on the edge of the bed with my swimsuit on as Nat came out of the bathroom.

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