The Golden Couple|| Romanogers

Endgame

STEVE had broken the heart that beat for him four years ago now. Natasha was still carrying the team and leading it, though inside she was still recovering herself. She had loved Steve so, and he had broken her immensely-hard-to-earn-trust.

"Right, so are we done here?" Natasha asked with a bright smile, staring at the pixel screen in front of her, which showed the remaining avengers live. They nodded in agreement and Natasha smiled slightly, and ended the meeting. They would have used their 3D calling devices, but they were currently offline because of some technical difficulties. The door creaked open, and standing there was Steve. Natasha had let go, just...not completely. She put on a professional front and stood up once she saw him, preparing to exit the room.

"Morning, Agent Romanoff," Steve greeted Natasha cheerily, but formally, as he wanted to abide by her rules. Natasha looked at everywhere but his eyes as she nodded and replied, "Good morning, Mr Rogers."

Chuckling, Steve asked, "Mr Rogers? Wasn't it just Steven Rogers two months ago? What happened?"

Rolling her eyes, she sighed in exasperation, and looked at the door. She thought, "сука." She slightly bowed and marched towards the door, desperately trying to get away from Steve. Sure, it had been years, but it still hurt to think about how much she had loved him. Of course, it had not been easy for Steve either, as he had lost the love of his life, though it was his fault...

VORMIR, 2014 (Time traveled)

"Natasha, daughter of Ivan."

...

"Let me go, it's okay."

"NO!"

...

Back at the Avengers Tower, 2023.

"Clint, where's Nat?" Bruce asked, with a smiley expression. Little did he know...

The deadly silence told everything. Steve frowned more as the seconds went by.

"Clint, where is she?" Steve asked, still in a calm tone. When Clint looked down, Steve started breathing heavily.

"Where.is.she?!" Steve raised his voice.

"Goddamnit, where is Natasha, Clint??" Steve shouted, banging his fist on the table. Tears rolled down Clint's wet face as he replied, "It was supposed to be me..."

Steve's eyebrows fell back to their original positions as he covered his mouth, thinking of Natasha. He stepped back, breathing heavily, his mind flooding with memories of Natasha. He could feel hot tears welling up in his eyes as he fell to the ground on his knees. Everybody surrounded him as he passed out, tears still rolling down his cheeks. It was the first time they had seen Steve pass out.

Translation: сука=b——

A/N: MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYBODY!! 🎄
It is with a heavy heart that I announce that the next chapter will be the last one, thank you for all the love and support you have shown me! If you have been enjoying this story so far, maybe you should tell your friends about it so they can read the final chapter next week! Release: Friday/Saturday. By the way, get ready to cry!!