Melinda May and Natasha Romanoff sit in the common room of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s new headquarters, engaging in deep conversation. It's not long before Melinda starts trying to pair Natasha with the S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, eventually getting to the point where she is naming the Avengers. Just like the old days, when Natasha was secretly in love with Captain America as well but never admitted her feelings and also because Phillip J. Coulson absolutely adored him too.
"Come on, Nat, what about Bruce Banner?" Melinda May asks, smirking at Natasha who is rolling her eyes.
"Too geeky and too much science. Boring nerd." Natasha replies, not looking up from her phone.
Melinda scoffs. "I thought Coulson was a boring nerd. Look what happened."
"No." Natasha says, rolling her eyes.
"Thor?"
"He has a girlfriend."
"Barton?"
"He's my best friend and he's married. Ew no."
"Tony Stark?"
"Pepper Potts."
"Steve Rogers." Melinda suggests.
Natasha looks up with a horrified look on her face. "The 100 year old virgin? No way. I hate him. I hate how he's the captain of the team yet cannot seem to get us to listen to his orders. I hate his suit it's too tight and shows too much. I hate how he uses his shield like a frisbee. I hate his biceps and how he is always flexing with how many pull ups he can do. I hate how he always runs faster than all of us because if his super soldier serum. I hate the blue in his eyes. It's as if someone could sink and drown and die in it. I hate his overly toned body. He looks like a bloody Dorito. I hate how he never wears a tie to Tony's parties because he can't tie one despite being in the army and having to wear a formal dress uniform. I hate how he always asks me for help in doing so, as if I am the only person on earth that is capable of doing tying one. I hate myself for always helping him tie them anyways. I hate how he is always protecting me on missions. I am fully capable of protecting and defending myself, I am the Black Widow for God's sake. I hate how he's selfless and puts the needs of other before him. I hate how he can't cook. I hate how he comes up to my room in the middle of night when I have nightmares. I hate how he's so old fashioned and needs modern day catch up. I hate how he always asks me to bring him up to date on the latest pop culture. I hate everything about him. No way," Natasha says, glaring at Melinda, her voicing raising up a notch.
Melinda lets out a laugh when Natasha finishes what she has to say. "If you hate him that much, how do you notice all that about him?" Natasha glares at Melinda and Melinda continues laughing. "Someone's in love," she teases.
"I am not. I don't even like him. I hate him. I hate Steve Rogers. I hate Captain America. I hate America's Golden Boy." Natasha insists with another death glare.
Melinda bursts out in another bout of laughter. "Whatever you say, Agent Romanoff." she smiles with a twinkle in her eye and adds,"I am so telling Steve, Fury and Coulson about this."
Natasha throws a pillow in Melinda's direction and Melinda catches it with ease before tossing it back. "Don't you dare. I will strangle you to death."
Melinda laughs. "Oh sure you will. And then you'll confess that you love Steve."
"Shut up," Natasha says, rolling her eyes.
"You're not denying it anymore," Melinda says with a smirk. Mission accomplished. "Coulson now owes me $20. "
Natasha rolls her eyes and gets up. Melinda raises an eyebrow.
"Rogers needs an extraction. I've got to go. We'll catch up again and not talk about shipping me with anyone." Natasha says with a glare.
Melinda tries her best not to laugh and smirks instead. "Because by then you and Rogers would have gotten together." Natasha narrows her eyes at Melinda. "I'm serious. The guy's totally into you, he's just too scared of you to ask. Trust me." Natasha shakes her head and gives Melinda a quick hug before leaving.
The extraction goes smoothly and both Steve and Natasha are safe back home at the compound in two hours. They sit in complete silence for a few minutes before Natasha turns to Steve with a small smile.
"I have something to tell you," Natasha says, the same time Steve says the exact same thing. They look between each other. "You first," Natasha says quietly with a small smile.
"Oh, I think I'm in love with you Natasha," Steve says as a blush creeps up his cheeks.
"Prove it, Rogers," Natasha says with a smirk.
Steve didn't need to be told twice about crashing his lips into hers. Melinda May was right.
A/N: so basically if you don't know who melinda may is, you need to go watch agents of shield. all my ibfs and i also agreed on the fact that mel and tasha are best friends so here's a little gossipy session that they had inspired by a conversation i've actually had with one of my irls so- anyways enjoy and thank you for reading!!
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