Right or Wrong? {complete}

A childish thing

Natasha (POV)
The next words that were spoken tore me apart. I wasn't ready for them. Honestly I should have expected them. I keep forgetting the Rogers is different then other men. Who knew just three simple words could have such damage.

"I love you." He looked right into my eyes when he said it, making sure I heard and saw that he meant it.

I suppose he could sense my current state because then he added
" You don't have to say anything Natasha. I just wanted you to know."
He brushed a hair away form my face and stared at me.
" Why are looking at me like that Rogers?" I ask trying to keep eye contact.
" Because you're the most gorgeous thing I've ever seen." He said it like it's so simple. As if he wouldn't dare even glance at any other woman in the world. I wanted to say it back.

I wanted to say it for him. He deserved to hear it. And I wanted to be the girl to exchange I love you s with the golden boy. But I'm not that girl. Never have been. And I couldn't say it to him. It hurt. It hurt as badly as the punishments we used to get in the red room.

The pain intensifies when I look into his eyes and see the disappointment he was trying so hard to hide. When I can't bear to look at him anymore I burry me head into his chest and await sleep.

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When the first hint of dawn rose I did too. Part of me wanted to crawl back under the sheets next to him. The other half reminded me about how stupid I was to do this. So instead of giving into temptation I avoided looking at Steve and pretended he wasn't even here. Once I'm dressed and I open the door to leave I take one last glance behind me. "I'm sorry." I whisper. Wishing he could hear me.

On the way to S.H.I.E.L.D I stop by my apartment to change my clothes. I put on a plain pair of Jeans with a red flowy tank top and my leather jacket. When I arrive at S.H.I.E.L.D Clint asks me to help him with some work on his computer. A few minutes later Steve walks in. I try my best to ignore the flashbacks of the previous night as I take in the state of his messy hair.

" Natasha!" Steve says anxiously.
" Steve." I answer without glancing up from the screen.
Out of the corner of my eye I catch Steve walking towards us. I
quickly tell Clint " I think you've got it from here." And then I quickly go help a new S.H.I.E.L.D member. The new member noticed me and then starts talking
"I just need help with this one thing-" but they are cut off when Steve unexpectedly grabs my arm and pushes me into the nearest closet.

"What the hell was that Romanoff?!" He half yells as he pushes me up against the wall.

" I don't know what-" He interrupts me and says " I mean I get your usual games but after last night ?! Did it not mean anything or you?" He glares at me but I can tell he's more sad than angry.
"What do you want to know Rogers?" I look right at him not moving at all.

"I want to know what you're so afraid of!" He shouts. I can tell I have pushed him too far. I hurt him. I let him get close to me and then I tried to push him away. I don't blame him for being so angry.

It's those eyes. It's always them. This time when I look into them I decide that for once in my life I will break down my wall and I will tell the truth. I owe him after all.

*** sorry if this chapters a little cheesy. I'll update the next one soon so you aren't left on a cliffhanger.***