Steve Rogers x Natasha Romanoff one-shot collection

I guess we got the better end of the bargain

Summary:

Steve got Natasha back - soul for a soul indeed. But what they didn't know was that Natasha got something back as well.

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for anon: can you do a post- endgame romanogers fic? Steve and Natasha are married for 2 years now and suddenly she becomes sick. She panics because it might be a late effect of the soul stone which Steve very much disagreed. They went to the doctors and found out she's carrying a child! Steve tells her that the soul stone might've probably healed her

Notes:

Nat and Tony are very much alive, tyvm.

Work Text:

Natasha woke up just as the sun started peeking in through the blinds. She blinked, feeling a bit too warm in Steve's arms. He was still fast asleep, probably worn out from the mission he just came back from the night before. She terribly missed him - he was gone for two whole weeks, longer than he expected. It was the longest he's been gone since the whole Thanos fiasco, and she has to admit that they were both pretty shaken up from it.

She wanted to stay in bed longer, to stay wrapped in his arms, but she wanted this morning to be a bit more special so she decided to just get up and make Steve some breakfast. She carefully wiggled herself out of his arms to not wake him up and made her way to the kitchen.

About half an hour later, just as Natasha was frying bacon, she felt his arms hug her from behind and his lips attach to her neck. "Good morning Mrs. Rogers," he greeted, his voice husky and muffled by her skin.

"Good morning Mr. Rogers," Natasha retorted, grinning and tilting her head to give him a swift kiss before turning back to flip the bacon.

"I missed you," he whispered, still pressing kisses all over her neck.

"Mhm, I know - you made a pretty good point of showing me that last night," she smirked.

Steve chuckled. "Want me to show you again?"

Natasha rolled her eyes, pushing him off her as she put the bacon on the plate. "It's time for breakfast," she walked towards the table and Steve followed her, pouting.

"Can we skip to dessert already?" he added, sweetly.

"Nope, breakfast is the most important meal of the day," she teased, winking at him.

Steve filled her in about his mission over breakfast, with Natasha making occasional comments. They're slowly rebuilding SHIELD up, with Maria Hill as the new Director. The Avengers are helping her with it; completing missions, training new agents and recruits, as well as keeping tabs on everyone else. Well, the rest of the Avengers anyways - those who are either permanently living in the Compound, or like Steve and Natasha, live near it.

Steve's mission was with Sam and Wanda - it was just a standard mission of gathering intel from an underground nuclear weapons dealer and to possibly take down the operation. It should've been five days max, but they were compromised and had to stay longer than necessary.

"Well I'm just saying, you guys could've called me for backup," Natasha said, frowning at Steve's story as she at her toast.

"Nat, I couldn't put you in danger like that," Steve quietly reasoned.

"Oh, but it's okay if you were the one in danger?" she snapped back. She doesn't want to get pissed, she really doesn't, but Steve can be a tad bit overprotective sometimes. And her emotions are all over the place lately, probably from the lack of Steve, she figured.

Steve sighed, drinking his orange juice. "Nat-"

He didn't finish what would've been his plea for her to drop the issue because Natasha was suddenly on her feet and running to the bathroom. Steve, alarmed, ran after her.