Romanogers - What if... nat returned from the dead?

33 - THE DATE part 1

(a/n): had to divide into two parts because it was getting to big, but i'll post the next one soon :) enjoy!

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The rest of the evening was quite normal, they went to a mission, came back, watched a movie, and played games with the team

Nat and Steve decided to leave 8pm, so about 1 and a half hours before, Nat went up to her room to get ready. She took a quick shower and went to get ready.

Steve went up 45 min before the date, just to take a shower and change.

Nat put a black dress (99% of her wardrobe was black so really there wasn't that many options) and made her hair. She dried her hair, (sorry I don't know how to say this in English and translator isn't really helping) making the top straight and the end wavy. She put only the basic of make up (lets be honest, she doesn't really need it), chose her shoes, jewelry and purse and was good to go, with 5 min to spare.

DRESS+ SHOES:

HAIR:

TOP:

BOTTOM:

SOMTHING LIKE THIS:

Steve took a shower, put on a pair of pants and a t-shirt and was good to go. 20 min to spare

They left to a famous fancy restaurant that was very hard to book. Steve had to use his captain America card to get in.

They got there and sat down on the best table of the place. Everything was fine, they were talking, waiting for their order, but every 5 minutes they were interrupted by someone asking for autographs, photos or asking if they were a couple (they said no btw, they wanted to keep it a secret for now)

In less than 10 min since they got there, paparazzi had already been informed and were in the door, taking hundreds of pictures of them. The repetitive click started bothering Nat, until they weren't clicks anymore. Something about them and the rythim triggered another sound in her mind, she could hear the gunshots, and soon, she was back at the red room, trayning with her "sisters".

She closed her eyes tightly, trying to get back to the real world. Steve noticed immediately something was wrong

S: Nat? Hey, talk to me Nat. What's going on? What do you need?

He put his hands over her hands that were clenching hard on the table (she hadn't even realized). She struggled to get something out:

N: Camera. Click. Flashback.

S: Ok. I'll get you out of me. I'm going to put my hands around you now, ok? – she nodded, still with her eyes closed. He placed his hands on her waist and helped her up. – Walk with me Nat

Together they left, with him guiding her. They went to the back of the restaurant, to the deposit. They couldn't hear the cameras anymore, and slowly, she opened her eyes.

S: You're ok Nat. – she breathed deeply, gasping for more air

N: I'm sorry

S: Don't be, is not your fault. They are the invasive people.

She breathed again; she was better. She was very strong it would take more than a flashback to knock her down. Soon she was getting up again

S: I'm sorry, this first date sucked

N: The night is still young Steve.

S: You are going to look back to our first date and this is what you are going to remember

N: Until a day is over, there's always a chance you'll remember it for something else Steve. We just have to make our own memories worth of remembering

She smiled to him, and he relaxed a little bit.

N: Today is Friday right? – he nodded – I know a place! Follow me!!

They snicked trough the back door of the restaurant and left running in the night.