We're my OTP
*I do not own any of these characters, all rights belong to MARVEL*
Natasha Romanoff might be the world's deadliest assassinator and one SHIELD's top agents, but she is still this normal woman underneath. She might not like the admit, but she has a soft spot for none other, her captain, Steve Rogers, which sometimes annoys the crap out of her.
However Steve seemed to be innocent to figure it out, despite Natasha's constant flirtatious looks sent towards him.
You can't blame him, he's just too damn innocent.
After two years of trying to get Steve to notice her 'love', Natasha reached her boiling point, and is determined to win the soldier's heart.
"Steve," the spy called as she perched on the kitchen counter, "can you help me take this box up to my floor?" She asked with a puppy face that he couldn't resist.
"Sure Tasha"
Natasha was sure that her heart melted a little when she heard him call her by her nickname.
After helping Natasha, as Steve was turning towards the door to leave the room and head for the lift, Natasha suddenly grabbed his shoulder and pulled him down for a searing kiss.
Steve froze at the spot and pulled back with shock showing in his baby blue eyes, "What was that for?"
"Steve, I've been sending you looks for two years. Don't tell me you never noticed a thing?"
"Oh... Um..." was all he said as his face turned as red as Natasha's fiery red hair.
"So you haven't," Natasha tried not to sound as disappointed as possible, but Steve could still see that she was defeated through her emerald green eyes that he could much so ever easily get lost in.
The captain was about to say something, but the red head spoke up first, "Look Rogers, I'm sorry for being so straight forward, but look, I think I lo-"
Then she was cut off by Steve grabbing her waist and slanting his lips over her red and plump ones, it was such a deep kiss that left both of them panting after a minute or so.
Steve rested his forehead against Natasha's and said, "You know that 'shipping' thing going on the web?"
"Mmhmm?"
"I ship us"
Natasha looked up, smirked, and stared into those eyes that she dearly loved, "Me too, and believe me sweetheart, we're my OTP"
Author's Note:
1. This is my first ever story, so please do review and leave a nice comment
2. Feel free to give me any suggestions on what to write in the future
