carolnat crumbs

homos

creds to: rcdroom (ig)
- stony implied

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"we need to be as precise as we can get, romanoff. we can't afford to lose another lead."

the only female original red head avenger sits on the table with one of her leg crossed over the other, something she does when she's trying to think. "wait, i think i have an idea."

it seemed like tony's lightbulb went on as well. "oh my god! i have an idea too. where's yours?"

natasha questionably smirked. "downstairs..."

for some odd reason, probably how the natasha-tony frienship goes, the two seem to get whatever is going in each other's minds. and tony, in this situation is not as amused.

"oh hell no natasha! we are not doing that!"

"can you think of another option? no. okay. we're going with my idea."

tony is almost exclaiming. "no, i am not---"

the door suddenly opened with the dashing captain america along with its gorgeous smile. "hello, mr. stark."

"...straight." tony almost whispered in his seat.

natasha was only able to snicker at her blushing friend.

"hello to you too, rogers." natasha amusingly grinned at the captain.

"romanoff." steve smiled.

the door opened again but this time with the other captain coming in.

"rogers, we need to review these coordinates. some seem a bit lushed."

"right away, danvers."

natasha leaned into tony and whispered enough for the both of them. "you know what mr. stark? same page. i'm also so not straight."

tony chuckled then fist pumped with natasha as the two kept staring at their so-called crushes.