Ultron Aftermath

Chapter 88

Time: For date night
Place: Italy

Natasha and Steve strolled hand in hand through the cobblestone streets of Venice, awestruck by the city's stunning beauty. The architecture was a mix of ancient and modern, and the canals shimmered under the warm Italian sun. The air was thick with the aroma of pasta, pizza and gelato, and the sound of laughter and chatter from locals and tourists alike filled the air. The couple took in the sights and sounds of the city, grateful for this moment of peace and romance in the midst of their chaotic lives.

"I don't think I ever want to leave this place" Steve chuckled.

Natasha smiled, her eyes sparkling with amusement as she leaned into Steve's side. "I can't blame you," she said, the sun casting a warm glow over her face. "Venice is absolutely breathtaking."

"I'd say we should come back with the kids but it's way to peaceful here for them" Steve laughed, Wanda would certainly enjoy it but Tommy and Aj would get bored for sure.

Natasha laughed, imagining the chaos that would ensue if they brought the kids here. "Oh yeah, definitely too peaceful for them," she agreed.

Steve chuckled as his eyes met Natasha's, taking in every feature of her face with admiration. "You always look so beautiful," he said gently. He couldn't help but notice the way the setting sun illuminated her face, making her even more radiant. He reached out to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, his hand lingering on her cheek. "Seriously, how do you always look so perfect?"

Natasha felt herself blushing at his compliment, but she quickly feigned annoyance. "You're such a sap, you know that?" she teased, playful annoyance in her voice but a hint of a smile on her lips. She knew deep down that she loved hearing his sweet words, but she still enjoyed giving him a hard time for it.

Steve let out a dramatic sigh in faux hurt, a playful frown on his face. "I can't help it," he said with exaggerated anguish. "You just bring out the sap in me." He pulled Natasha closer, wrapping his arms around her. "You make me weak in the knees, Romanoff."

"I have that effect on people" Natasha joked giving him a playful smirk.

Steve shook his head in amusement, "oh I know you do" he chuckled before gently guiding her towards a restaurant, "I fancy pasta"

"Steve!" Natasha scolded playfully, "We've been here three days and the only thing you've eaten is pasta, eat something else love"'

Steve huffed dramatically, "Alright fine I guess I can settle for pizza tonight"

Natasha and Steve walked hand in hand towards a small, quiet restaurant by the beach. The sound of the waves gently crashing against the shore filled the air, and the salty sea breeze carried the scent of the ocean. The restaurant was a cozy little place, with twinkling fairy lights strung up around the patio and a warm, inviting ambiance. The two found a secluded table by the railing, overlooking the beautiful view.

"You think Bucky and Tony are managing alright at home?" Natasha asked as she sipped her whine.

"I want to say yes because I want to have faith in my best friends but I think that id be to optimistic if I did say yes" Steve smiled, knowing that the kids were no doubt being a handful for their uncles.

Natasha chuckled, her expression one of both amusement and concern. "Yeah, I think you're right," she agreed. "I want to believe that they can handle it, but realistically... Those two can barely handle themselves on a good day." She took another sip of her wine, her gaze drifting out to the sparkling water. "I just hope our kids don't run them too ragged."