Steve Rogers x Natasha Romanoff

Part 5

The next morning, the Avengers were slowly gathering in the kitchen: some preparing breakfast, others sipping their first cup of coffee for the day. Steve was the last one to arrive, which was more than unusual considering he was always the first one up. That's why all eyes were on him when he slowly walked into the kitchen, rubbing his eyes sleepily. Tony was the first one to recover from the shock and speak up.

,,Whoa! Is this for real? Or am I still asleep? Are you guys seeing this? Somebody pinch me."

Steve just glared at him and let out an annoyed groan.

,,Hmm.. that bad, huh? Damn, Rogers you look really bad. Like, REALLY bad. Did you sleep at all? Or did you have something on your mind that kept you awake?", Tony smirked knowing exactly why Steve wasn't able to fall asleep last night.

,,That's enough Tony", Steve growled at the billionaire while putting a few pancakes on his plate and taking a glass of milk. Meanwhile, the rest of the team was watching their little argument silently, feeling quite confused. Steve was well aware of their curious stares, especially the one coming from a certain female spy, but there wasn't really much more he could do at this point than to hope Tony would drop the subject.

Seeing that the little bickering was over, the Avengers carried on with what they were doing. Natasha stood up and walked to the cupboard to get some more coffee, however it was on the shelf at the very top, just out of her reach. She sighed and hopped swiftly on a chair, grabbing the jar of instant coffee, when she suddenly lost balance. She closed her eyes and braced helself for the impact, but... it never came. Instead, a rather muscular pair of arms was now holding her gently, yet firmly. She opened her eyes and found Clint softly staring down at her, their face inches apart.

,,I guess you finally fell for me~", he teased, a huge smirk playing on his lips. Natasha rolled her eyes and playfully hit him.

,,Idiot", she snorted and smiled at him.

At this point, Steve just couldn't take it anymore. He slammed his fists on the table, got up and stormed out of the room, leaving his commerades in complete shock. They shared confused glances, not really knowing what to do since this outburst was very out of character for their sweet and calm friend. Tony sighed and pulled a hand through his hair, feeling bad for teasing Steve.

"He still can't handle his own feelings... It's such a shame."

"I'm gonna go check on him. We really shouldn't leave him by himself in this state." Tony said as he headed towards the door.

"You really think that's a good idea, Tony?" Clint spoke up just before Tony walked out causing him to stop in his tracks, his back still facing the rest of the team. He kept silent, waiting for him to continue.

"I mean, after all, you are the one that made him upset in the first place".

The genius faced the archer and seached his face for something, however found nothing but confusion and sincere worry.

"You really don't get it, do you Legolas?", he shook his head sending a sad smile and walked out.

"The fuck is he talking about?" Clint furrowed his eyebrows and mumbled to himself. After a few seconds of debating whether or not he should go after his upset friend and possibly even find out the meaning behind Tony's words, curiousity got the best of him and he headed out. The team watched him silently, nobody making an effort to stop him.

A/N: Hey guysss! I know that I was away for quite a lot, but I finally found some time to write the next part of the story- sooo here it is 😊
I hope you like it!