Ted slowly moved towards us, he held a smile on his face but me being the Black Widow, the spy, I knew it was fake and he was hiding confusion behind it.

" hey, their neighbors," he said as he reached our booth.

Steve offered him his hand which he took, then turned around and greeted the others each with a handshake as Steve introduced them to him, whilst keeping his hand on my waist.

" and the lovely lady" Ted leaned down and kissed my cheek. He was trying to make Steve mad and jealous, which of course, worked. He pulled me closer to him.

" hey, handsome." I placed a hand on Ted's arm, giving him a wide grin.

" man she still doing that?" Sam blurted looking at Steve.

" doing what?" Ted asked

" back at college, Scarlett would always flirt with other guys. I figured she'd be passed that faze already." Sam mumbled and Ted smirked.

" Well, a girl like this comes with her conclusions." Ted gave me a wink.

" the only things that matter are that we are in love and trust each other," Steve said while smiling at me.

I blushed and coughed, then nervously placed a gentle kiss on his cheek, giving Ted a side look that he noticed and smirked at.

As we kept talking, I made eye contact with Ted, touched his hands, and laughed at every joke he made. I tried to look nervous when Steve would look at me, giving Ted every clue he needed to think I was worried he'd give away my secret and also the idea that I was into him.

Two rounds of drinks later, Steve turned to face me.

" you sure you won't be joining us tomorrow, honey?"

" yeah, not really in the mood for a getaway, sorry," I said giving him an innocent smile.

" get away?" Ted asked.

" yeah, we had planned a getaway with the guys, but Scarlett isn't feeling the mood. I'm thinking of staying back too." He explained to him.

"Chris, no. You need this, you've been really tired lately." I insisted while keeping an eye on Ted. His eyebrows raised and his lips formed a wicked smile.

As everyone kept talking, I slowly placed my head on Steve's shoulder. It was an innocent move that a lot of men aren't immune to, but also I'm nervous about the plan, given the fact that whenever Steve isn't paying attention, Ted eyes me hungrily. If this is the look he gives me while Steve is sitting right next to me, what will he do in his absence?

Steve, seeing it was the perfect moment to get me away from him and that I had already left the hint I wanted, put his hand on my neck, caressing my skin.

" guys, Scarlett is tired, I'm gonna take her home." He told them and excused us. Ted said he had friends at the bar whom he wanted to catch up with and left.

We walked out of the bar and walked to the house in silence. As we walked through the door, I walked to the kitchen and poured myself some scotch, and drank it in one motion.

Steve was leaning against the kitchen island, staring at me.

" we'll be in after five minutes. After you, I mean."

" no, it should be longer," I said, not looking at him.

" What? Why?" He groaned at me.

" Steve, one of his moves, routines... or whatever it is, is to present a bracelet to the women he hunts. I need enough time for him to get me that, and maybe I can see his safe or something." I replied, still not looking at him, staring at the bottle of scotch. I reached to pour another glass when his hand stopped me, taking the bottle away.

" don't, you stressed." He took the bottle away.

I sat there, while Steve Rogers took a pan and started cooking. I watched him, admiring his figures.

" staring is rude, you know." He said his back at me, still cooking. I smiled and put my hands on the counter, placing my head on them and trying to relax. Then apparently, I fell asleep.

"Nat"

"Natasha"

I heard a voice, gentle and caring. Followed by a hand caressing my cheek.

I opened my eyes to see a pair of blue eyes.

" Dinner is ready." He smiled at me.

I looked up to see the dining table set and ready, I walked to the table, looking at the food. He'd prepared chicken and vegetables. " your such a mom." I smiled at him.

" Well. I try." He smiled back, pulling a sit back and taking my hand telling me to sit.

We ate dinner in a nice silence, as I finished, he got up and took the dishes to the kitchen, then he turned back and took my hand. He didn't speak, he just took my hand and motioned me to get up and follow him. This was so not Steve-like!

" Steve, you're scaring me." I wasn't used to him being like this.

" I want you to rest, you get sleepy when you're nervous or anxious and you've been sleepy ever since the party," he said as we walked up. It was true. I had a weaker version of his serum, causing me to get a metabolism twice as fast as the human pace, so whenever I was stressed, I'd need way more food which I refused to eat, resulting in me feeling tired and exhausted all the while. He went on " also, I want to hold you close to me, I'm still not over the fact that your gonna go to his house, alone."

I smiled at his concern, enjoying his protective personality.

I didn't ask or say anything else, just walked with him to the bedroom and the bed. He pulled up the covers and I sat in the bed, with him tucking me in. He went to the other side and slowly got under the covers with me. He reached his arms around me and I happily leaned in his embrace.

" you'll be safe, right?" He sounded genuinely concerned.

" of course, and you guys will be there to keep me safe, I'm not worried."

" I am, I hate other man eyeing you, and now, having to know what he wants to do...." his voice trailed off and his body tensed.

" Steve, I'll be fine. Don't worry" I turned to look at him. He brushed his lips against mine, kissing me gently. I kissed him back, moving my hands to his neck while he held my waist tight. He asked for permission, licking my lip with his tongue. I welcomed him by parting my lips slightly, he ran his tongue in not losing the opportunity. His hold on my waist got stronger and pulled me closer, I turned my body around to let my body face his completely. My hands adventured his hair as his tongue began to move more passionately. Then as I felt my body letting me down, I pulled back to gasp for air. Steve was red and I knew I was too. He rested his forehead on mine, holding a small smile.

"I'm done with missions, I need a holiday. Just the two of us" he spoke as if to himself.

" Rogers, are you telling me you wanna take me on a honeymoon?" I teased.

" Someday, yes. But for now, a getaway trip will do." He replied, his tone honest and thoughtful. I half froze at his reply.

Is he thinking about marrying me? Seriously? He hasn't had a single date with me!

All my life, every man was always after my body. If they ever decided to give the relationship thing a try, it would be for the pleasure of having my physical company around and to know about my personality, which soon they would get tired and let go. Now, here is someone who had been living with me for a while, he has seen my ups and downs, knows a lot more about me than anyone but Clint, and yet, his considering a relationship with me. Hell, he hasn't even tried to get physically serious with me.

"Are you for real, Rogers?" I whispered, realizing I lumped in my Throat.

" just as much as you are" he smiled at me, pulling the covers on my side and nodding down. I slid under them while he adjusted them back, sliding down himself, I scooted close to him to place my head on his chest. He hugged me and rested his chin on my head.

We stayed like that for a while and just as I felt my eyes getting lazy, the door opened and Wanda appeared with a tilted head.

" Hey, we just got back"

" had fun?" Steve asked her and I could tell he was smiling.

" yeah, it's good to have time off, no cameras looking for the 'trouble maker' " she said with a sad smile.

" Hey, I've been the trouble maker for as long as I can remember, you don't get to swoosh in and take it away from me" I mumbled with a Hoarse voice.

" god you sound tired, Nat. Go to sleep already." She gave me a concerned look.

" yeah, I'm trying." I smiled and moved in Steve's embrace cuddling him.

" 'Kay, I'll let you to lovebirds be." She teased and turned to leave.

" Wanda" Steve called in a low voice, not to bother me.

" yes?"

" I cooked dinner, it's enough for everyone. Don't go to sleep before you eat." He said with a firm tone.

Wanda smiled and nodded.

" hey, mention the food to the guys too, but don't skip the meal, okay?" His voice was still firm.

" Steve, it's been a while since I had an eating disorder, you don't need to worry." She gave him a graceful smile. She loved the way Steve cared about her, somehow he'd become a sometimes father sometimes older brother figure to her.

" yeah I know, but still, you should take care."

" I will grandpa." She smiled and winked as she ran out the door.

" goodnight," Steve said before she jumped out the door.

" you know, you're the best thing that could happen to her," I said smiling against his chest.

" I'm gonna go on a limb and say she'd strongly disagree with that "

" what? Why?"

" cause Vision." He mumbled.

" you jealous?" I looked at him raising an eyebrow.

" no, nothing like that." He shook his head. " I'm just almost always worried about her when she goes to visit him, and ... you know, she's young. I don't want her to jump in something serious then get hurt."

" you think Vision would hurt her?" I asked as if a rhetorical question.

" no, I trust him. It's just that things can happen, and go wrong. I don't know." He shook his head again.

I pulled myself up and kissed his cheek.

" you're amazing Rogers," I whispered and slid down to take my previous position. My head on his chest, my hand over his heart, and my legs wrapped around his.

I was tired and I fell asleep in a matter of minutes, just one last thing before everything went dark and quiet.

" if only you could see yourself."