Accidentally on purpose

Chapter 4

Your skin is warm like an oven

Your kiss is sugary sweet

Your fingers feel like cotton

When you put your arms around me

Natasha and Steve were heading home after a long day with a pretty intense mission that they, of course, finished perfectly. Steve followed Natasha home as usual before he later that day headed home to Sharon. It all had turned into a pattern. A pattern neither Steve nor Natasha even noticed. They were so focused on all the time they spent together that they didn't even think about anything but to get as much time together as possible. Every minute felt precious. They stepped out of Natasha's car and was walking towards her apartment as Steve grabbed her hand, stopping near the street. Natasha looked back at him, raising her eyebrows in a confused expression as she looked at him. "What is it?" She asked as Steve had a curious expression on his face. "Why don't we grab something to eat instead?" He asked, receiving an even more surprised expression from Natasha. "Something to eat? Weren't you supposed to have dinner with Sharon later?" She asked and Steve nodded. "Yeah, but I'll tell her I have to stay at work." Steve said and Natasha frowned a little. "Are you sure?" She asked, earning another confident nod from Steve. "Yeah." He said, smiling a little. Natasha looked down at her hand, realising he was still holding it which made her a bit uncomfortable. Steve noticed and let go, still smiling. "You wanna go?" He asked and Natasha nodded. "Alright." She said. They decided to walk to a restaurant not that far away from Natasha's place, giving them both some time to think and actually talk. If there was one thing they hadn't done much of, it was talking. Natasha had an extremely hard time to understand why he asked her to go out and eat when they, at the moment, could be doing something completely different. Still, there they were, walking close together towards one of Natasha's favourite restaurants only a few blocks away.

"I got a question." Steve said and Natasha raised an eyebrow, looking at him. "Oh really? What's the question?" She answered, a bit curious. "Do you have any hobbies? Besides work, I mean." Steve said, earning a laugh from Natasha. "Are you really asking me about my hobbies?" She asked, giving him a playful smile and Steve nodded. "Yeah." He said and Natasha frowned a bit at his seriousness. "Well, I work." Natasha answered and Steve chuckled. "I said besides work." He said, looking at Natasha's now thoughtful face as they walked. "I work out." Natasha said, looking at Steve quickly before looking straight forward again. "Obviously." Steve said, earning a smirk from Natasha when Steve made a small hand gesture towards her body. "What else?" He asked. "Why do you want to know?" Natasha asked, a bit more serious. "Because I don't know your hobbies. You're my.. best friend and have been for years. I just thought you'd trust me enough with your hobbies at least?" Steve said, smiling a bit. "I do trust you." She answered. "Prove it then." Steve said. Natasha was quiet for a little while before looking at Steve again. "I read a lot. I go out drinking or... just stay home drinking." Natasha said, letting out a sad laugh at the last part. "That's it?" Steve asked. "Believe it or not, Rogers. My life isn't as interesting and as exciting as most may believe." Natasha said and Steve understood immediately what she meant. How many people hadn't sometimes wished they were Captain America? What they forget is that beneath that suit is just a broken man. It's the same but worse with the great Black Widow. "There's a reason to why people like me are good at their jobs." Natasha continued. "People like you?" Steve asked. Natasha smiled at him. "Lonely people. We got nothing else to do apparently." She said. "You're not lonely. You have..." Steve began only to be interrupted by Natasha. "I have you?" She asked, still smiling though her smile had gotten a sad shade. Steve nodded. Natasha sighed a bit as they continued walking. "Everyone always has someone better. Someone more important." She said and Steve shook his head. "I'm not sure that's true." He said. "That's because you have people." Natasha said. "Though it's my fault really. I chose to be alone. I just didn't realise it would mean I'd be alone forever." She continued. "You won't be alone forever." Steve said, frowning a bit at her words. "I'd like to believe that, but patterns are patterns for reason. My pattern never seems to break." She said. "I'll break it for you." Steve said and Natasha laughed. "And how are you planning to do that?" She said, more as a statement than a question. Steve knew she was right, he was with Sharon. He couldn't make Natasha feel less lonely, only as a friend. Though he wanted to. He wanted her to have someone. Someone who loved her for everything that she is. He just wasn't sure he was the person for the job. They both stayed quiet for a while before a small smile was shown on Steve's lips. "What about your favourite colour?" He asked and Natasha raised her eyebrow. "That's stepping over the line, Rogers." She said and Steve chuckled.