*Extreme Feels*
*These marks < > means they are talking in Russian*
-Natasha's POV-
I slowly begin to wake up. My eyes are just beginning to adjust to the light filling the room. My head is pounding and my side throbs. I try to recognize my surroundings. Nothing is familar. I notice a hoodie at the bottom the bed. On top of it is a sticky note. It reads Nat with a heart next to it. I swing my legs over the side of the bed. I slowly stand up and I pull the sweatshirt over my head. It smells of dryer sheets and something completey masculine. Something entirely Steve. I look down, I see that this is the same hoodie I had stolen in the hotel room that night. I smile. I take a few steps and I brace myself against the door frame. I hear a chair slide against tile.
There he is. Steve springs down the hallway and pulls me into him. I throw my arms around his neck. I ignore the pain that shoots through my body. I welcome the tightness of his grasp. I rest my forehead in the crook of his neck. The slope of my nose falls into place above his collarbone. His embrace was like finding the missing piece of a puzzle. I let my lips ghost over his skin. A noticeable shiver shoots up his back. He runs his hands in circles around my back.
I wonder how long we stand like that. It must of been a while because I hear a not so subtle cough come from the kitchen. I look over Steve's shoulder and see Yelena leaning against the wall with a sly smirk on her face. I roll my eyes. She laughs slighty and looks away. Steve slowly starts to pull away I do also.
As I slide away from him our eyes meet. We stare for a few seconds before he whispers,
"Ready to meet your parents?" I smirk at him and nod.
-Steve's POV-
I step aside so Nat can pass by me. Both of her parents stand up from their seats at the kitchen table.
"Natasha," Nat extends her hand to her mom. Her mom takes Nat's hand in both of hers. Natasha smiles. She has a similar exchange with her dad. We all sit around the kitchen table.
<"What do you take in your coffee Natasha?"> Natasha's mom, Katya, asks Nat.
<"Just black is fine thank you,"> Nat responds.
"Something about coffee right?" I ask confused. I've been confused they have all been talking in Russian for a few minutes. I've learned a few words from Nat but not enough for a full converstaion.
"See your learning," Nat laughs.
"How long have you two been together?" Katya asks. Nat and I exchange glances. I blush and she just smiles.
"We aren't actually together," Nat smiles.
"Really you had me fooled," Natasha's dad, Nikolai, responds. There is brief moment of silence. I hear a small meow. Then I see a small grey and white cat strut into the room. It walks over and lays on Natasha's feet. And rolls over to show it's belly.
"Who's this?" Nat asks picking the cat up.
"It's a stray we found it doesn't have a name," Katya states.
"Kind of reminds me of Liho," Nat says turning to Yelena.
"He certainly does," Yelena responds.
"I'm lost again. Who's Liho?" I ask. Nat's parents seem confused at the observation also.
"It was our cat," Yelena nods to Nat. Huh. Interesting.
"We found him outside on the fire escape at our apartment. We fed him kept it around," Nat informs.
"What happened to him?" Nikolai asks.
"He was killed," Nat says nonchalantly. Katya looks as if shes going to faint.
"What happened to the guy who did it?" I question. Nat smiles to Yelena as if remebering a 21st birthday party.
"Ever seen the movie John Wick," Nat laughs. I understood that reference. Upsettingly. Apprently Nat's parents did also because they seem horrfied at the comparision. Nat seems confused.
"Did you guys not tell them what we did for a living?" I look to Yelena then to Nat.
"We may have left a few parts out," Yelena answers for me. Natasha sighs dramatically.
"I mean it's not exactly a conversation starter," Yelena chuckles. She moves her blonde hair out of her face and tucks it behind her ears. Akward silence fills the air once more.
"Hey Yelena do you wanna spar?" Natasha asks.
"Nat come on you injured," Yelena responds.
"I'm fine," She says.
"Fine. Sure whatever lets go," Yelena pouts. Yelena gets up and hands Nat a set of clothes to change into. She gets up and heads towards the bathroom.
-Natasha's POV-
Blood is no longer showing through the bandages. I decide to take them off. I pull the sweatshirt over my head I reach around my back for the saftey pin but I can't reach it. Someone must of heard my struggle becasue there's a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" I ask.
"It's Steve,"
"Ya come in," I see the door knob turn Steve comes in. He adverts his eyes from me since I'm almost half naked. I reach up and turn his head in my direction.
"It's ok Steve," I say gently.
"Do you need help?" He poses. His eyes never leaving mine. I nod. I turn around he places his hands at the clip. He takes a step closer. With a little pressure applied it comes undone. With my back still turned he begins to unwrap the bandages. They fall to the floor. His hands rest on my waist. I try so hard to resist the urge to lean into him but it's no use. I fall into his back. He sighs into my neck. Just like that night in the hotel bathroom he spins me around. Our lips brush eachothers.
"Steve. This isn't the right time or place," I whisper agaimst his chin.
"I know," He answers.
He turns on his heels and leaves the bathroom. I put my hands near the sink. I press my weight to it. I look up at myself in the mirror. My hair is back to it's natural curls. I glance once at the stitches on my side. They are suprsingly holding and the wound is clotting nicley. I slip on the new clothes. It's a simple black tank top and black leggings. On the counter is a tooth brush with a sticky note with my name on it. I brush my teeth and regain my composure. I pull my shoulders back and my head up.
I can't help but feel excited to spar with Yelena. Without having to kill her. I make my way outside where everyone is waiting.
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