-Steve's POV-
The next morning when I wake up, I change and make my way to the kitchen. There Natasha, Yelena and Katya already have breakfast done. I sit down next to Nat and serve myself. Yelena hands me a cup of coffee.
"So we are leaving tonight," Natasha says, as Nikolai walks into the room also.
"Why so soon? You can stay here as long as you want," Nikolai urges.
"Well my boss is on my ass about getting back. There are a few new recruites that need training also," Nat answers.
"Well that's too bad I hope you two visit," Katya smiles.
"I'm sure will, Yelena have you given any thought into it?" I ask her.
"It's a nice offer but I have a few more things to do," She replies.
We finish breakfast and clean up. Nat and I go to pack up all of our belongings. It doesn't take long since we didn't bring much. The rest of the day is spent laughing and telling stories. At 2:00 pm we pack the car to leave. Yelena is going to drive us in the car we "borrowed." Though I'm not sure anyone would want it back. The vinalla seats are stained with the crimson red of blood. Nat's parents walk us outside to the car.
-Natasha's POV-
My mom sobs into my shoulder as Steve loads our bags and his shield into the car. I comfort her in anyway I can. I promise that I will visit soon. My dad hugs me also. Steve shakes his hand firmly. My mom pulls me into another hug,
"I love you Natasha. No matter what, I'll always be with you."
"I love you too," I whisper just under a hush, so only she can hear it.
I pull away and climb into the passenger seat. Steve sits in the back once again. We sit in silence for most of the ride to the airport.
It's 3:47 pm by the time we get there. We all get out and Steve gets our bags. The quinjet I had commandeered was held at the airpost for us, after Fury convinced them to. I hug Yelena tightly. Neither of us wanting to let go.
"If you are ever in the States come find me. Or if you want to be an Avenger, the spot will stay open for you,"
"Thanks 'Talia,"
"Keep an eye on them for me?"
"Or course," She replies.
Steve and Yelena exchange glances before I sling my bag over my shoulder. We head in opposite directions. Steve and I walk hand in hand to the quinjet. I thank the guards for watching it. We enter and I go through a safety check. I start the plane as Steve gets everything settled in. I fly us up to 30,000 feet and fly towards home. After a few minutes I switch to autopilot and go sit in the back with Steve. I sit down next to him and he pulls me to him.
"You miss 'em?" He asks.
"Ya actually," I say softly.
"They are nice people. I'm happy you have a home,"
"I've had a home for a while now Steve. Clint, the Avengers. Now I have you and that's all I need,"
"I love you Natasha,"
"I love you too," I snuggle into his chest and we pull up a movie on one of the jet's computers. We watch Footloose 'cause it's one of the only movies left on his list.
This takes up a couple of hours. We are only about eight and a half hours away from New York. We are going back to the tower. I have to check in on Wanda and Lila. And apologoze until my voice goes hoarse.
"What are you thinking about Nat?" He asks as the end credits roll. He must of missed the last half hour of the movie because he was staring at me for that time.
"I feel really bad about Wanda and Lila being dragged into all of this. It's not fair no one should have to suffer because of me. Not anymore," I say honestly.
"Like you said. They are family. I wouldn't worry too much about it, they love you too much to be upset. And Lila is young and Wanda is the most forgiving person I know,"
"Thanks," I say. He smiles back with that signuture dorky grin of his. I turn out of his reach, so I can stand. I stretch for a second, I walk to the cockpit to make sure everything is still running smoothly.
I walk back over to him and straddle his lap. I kiss him a few seperate times, teasing him until he pulls my face to his and kisses me. I smile into the kiss before pulling away,
"Well Rogers now that we are alone." I wrap my arms around his head, and my hands through his hair.
-Steve's POV-
I blush furiously at her innuendo. Infact my pants feel tighter. But I stop her. Not that I don't want her. I just don't want our first time to be on a jet. I haven't even taken her on a real date yet. Though big gestures aren't typically her style.
"I want you Nat. Badly. But I want it to be right, I want to take you on a date and sweep you off your feet,"
"It's ok Steve," She rests her forehead against mine. I give her a gentle peck. I wrap my arms around her waist and give her hug. She smiles into my shoulder.
"You might be the death of me Natasha. Might not be a bad way to go," I joke.
"Death by thighs sound good?" She replies.
"Perfect," I blush.
We spend the rest of the flight bickering back and fourth playfully. We both sit in the cockpit as they near home. Natasha takes over the controls and lands us on the tower. We gather our things and walk out of the jet. Tony is waiting for us when we walk in. JARVIS must of let him know of our arrival.
"Red and Capsicle. You two look pretty cozy," He inducts.
"Shut it Iron Ass," Nat laughs before giving him a quick hug.
We continue to our rooms. Both seperating for the first time in a week. I take a long shower and change into sweat and a t-shirt. I unpack and throw the contents of my bag onto my bed. All the clothes regardless if they are clean are thrown in my hamper. I turn the shower on and hop in. Once I'm clean I get out and dry myself off. I walk back into my bedroom with a towel wrapped around my waist.
I turn to find clothes, but I spot my redhead on my bed, laying flirtatiously over her book. Her hair is wet and she is wearing one of my shirts and booty shorts.
"Geez Nat you scared me," I laugh, adjusting the towel around me as I look for something to wear.
"If I knew you were taking a shower, I would of joined you Rogers," She jokes. I can't stop the red from returning to my face,
"Always the tease Romanoff." I grab a pair of boxers and sweatpants and change in the bathroom. When I come back into the room, Nat is where she was minutes ago. I crawl over the bed and grab the book out of her hands. She looks up slowly, before adjusting her position. I lay down and pull her to me, so she is laying on my chest with one leg thrown indiscretly over my waist, pulling me close to her.
"People might talk when you leave my room tomorrow morning," I whisper-laugh into her hair.
"Let them talk Rogers,"
I hope you all enjoy the next few chapters of fluff.
I got some plans for this story now. I hope none of you hate me after it though.
Thank you for reading!
Please everyone stay safe.
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Learning to Love
Fanfiction•Completed• Natasha Romanoff the infamous Black Widow, has settled into her new life working for S.H.I.E.L.D. She has found a family in the Avengers. She has everything she wants. She finds herself starting to feel. Feelings that she was never allow...
