Rafe Cameron Blurbs

55

"oh, i don't know about this," you mentioned from the other room as your eyes danced over your appearance. you had ordered a black widow costume off amazon and it looked good on you, no doubt, but it was a bit revealing. you weren't exactly uncomfortable in it but you were a little fearful of some parts of you being on display that you didn't normally put out there.

"what is it, babe? can i come in and look at it?" rafe called from the living room. you wanted to do a big reveal but now you weren't so sure. you knew he loved his captain america costume so you really wanted this to work. if all else failed, you could be peggy. that was a bit more modest and safe.

"yeah, i guess," you sighed. the longer you looked at yourself, the more unsure of yourself you became.

"aw, come on, don't sound so sad about it. i'm sure you look-" he cut himself off when his eyes fell on your figure, taking you in slowly.

"yeah, i'm taking it off," you muttered before reaching back for the zipper but rafe was quick to reassure you.

"no! no, sorry. it's just- gosh, you look so hot in that," he gushed as his hands rubbed down from your shoulders to your hands when he took them in his.

"really?" you spoke, perking up at his compliment.

"really. look at you," he instructed while turning you to face the mirror, making you look at your own reflection. "it's like it was made for you, sweetheart," he whispered huskily in your ear, his hands gripping at your hips. you turned in his arms and clasped your hands together behind his neck.

"thank you, captain," you spoke lowly, knowing he loved being captain america and couldn't wait to suit up on halloween.

"you're welcome, ms. romanoff."