The first thing he did after he freed everyone from their caged prisons was to find Natasha.
He owed it to her.
It was his fault too. His fault that she was at risk now, she was now a fugitive, and that was on him.
Guilt.
What had he done?
He'd just beaten Tony, he'd just endangered Clint and the rest of his teammates by letting them fight with him. Now, they're on the run.
And it's on him. It's absolutely on him.
His eyes were in deep thought, the sky blue pupils staring at the ground below him.
''Steve?'' Wanda asked him, glancing towards him.
It was night at Scotland, and Wanda wanted to stay there for a while, it was also the last lead they had gotten on Natasha. Steve liked the company anyway, being alone was never something he'd liked.
''Sorry, kinda zoned off.'' Steve chuckled.
Wanda nodded. ''Penny for your thoughts?
Steve sighed, looking up at her. ''I'm sorry, Wanda. I feel like I've endangered you…Everybody that was fighting alongside of me. Now you're a fugitive…''
Wanda chuckled. ''Can't help but feel bad for others even when we're the ones who made that choice?''
''I roped Clint into it, I…'' Steve said. ''I was selfish.''
''You're only human, Steve. And you're afraid of being alone.'' Wanda said, perfectly guessing his feelings. ''If there was a chance that I could save Pietro, I would do it…''
Steve nodded. ''Thanks for being here with me, Wanda. You're a good friend.''
The crisp, chilly air whistled and hit their cheeks softly. Steve glanced up at her.
''So you and Vision, huh?'' Steve asked.
Wanda blushed. ''Yeah.''
''I just hope your happy, Wand.'' Steve said with a smirk, before a brief glance of sadness washed over his eyes.
Natasha. Natasha.
''Your in love with her.'' Wanda said, guessing again what Steve was thinking. It was quite easy since Steve practically wore his feelings on his hand.
''Pardon?'' He asked.
''Natasha.'' Wanda said. ''You have feelings for her.''
Steve chuckled, his cheeks red and his mouth stammering. ''Um…I…''
''You big goofball!'' Wanda chuckled before lightly slapping his arm.
Steve smiled. ''Maybe I am.''
''Are you gonna tell her?'' Wanda asked. ''Cause I'm pretty sure she likes you too.''
Steve shrugged. ''I don't know. I want to that's for sure. I remember seeing her watch me and Bucky go off in that plane…Her eyes, her hair…''
He smiled to himself.
''You deserve happiness, Cap. I can vouch for that.'' Wanda said.
When he saw her, it was like he was in a trance. She was shopping at a supermarket, a low profile cap and sunglasses, but it seemed she was brave enough to sport her beautiful red hair. She glanced around, before smiling to herself, and walked out.
Steve, himself, was wearing a cap and sunglasses, with a dark blue hoodie on. He quietly followed her out the supermarket. His hands fastened onto his grocery bags.
The night was crisp and beautiful. He walked out, glancing around. Before an arm grabbed him from the back. He turned quickly, before seeing a smirk and a husky giggle.
''Steve. If you were trying to stalk me without me noticing you failed.'' Natasha said putting her sunglasses away.
Steve faked disappointment. ''Ugh…''
''I'm glad to see you.'' She said softly. ''But, it's dangerous to be out and about.''
Steve took off his glasses and put them away. ''I had to find you…I had to make sure you were safe''
''I can handle myself.''
''I know. But, I have to be the one to make sure everyone who's now a fugitive because of me, is safe.'' Steve said, in a caring, fatherly tone. ''And maybe…Maybe I didn't want you to be alone, either.''
Natasha smiled at him. ''You going soft for me, Rogers?''
Steve shrugged. ''I go pretty much soft for everything, Romanoff. I saw a puppy in the supermarket and almost died.''
''I saw the cutest thing too, right…There.'' Natasha said playfully, pointing her finger at Steve.
''Whe-? Hey!'' Steve said with a chuckle.
Natasha grinned as she bumped her shoulder onto his. The two fell into a comfortable silence as Steve glanced at her.
So beautiful.
So godamn beautiful.
Her toughness, her playfulness, her daring personality. The way her red hair fell onto her shoulders. He glanced at the ground awkwardly.
''You look pretty good considering what happened…'' Steve said.
''You look pretty banged up…'' Natasha said bluntly examining his face.
She raised her hand to tough the cut that Tony gave him, he didn't even hesitate as she placed it onto his. ''Tony told me what happened…''
''I messed up. Bad.'' Steve said. ''I broke up the team. Nat, I feel Tony's pain, Bucky killed his parents, he has a right to be angry… But I still chose Bucky, I couldn't lose him again…''
His compassion. It always seemed to warm her up. His love for others, his undying caring for other people.
Natasha didn't say anything, but slowly put her arms around him, feeling his warm embrace. A few tears trickled from Steve's eyes.
She never thought she'd be good at comforting someone. But…She remembered how Steve would comfort Wanda whenever she awoke from nightmares of Pietro, she remembered how Steve would walk an old lady across the street. Steve made her a better person.
Natasha never thought someone as good as Steve could exist. But, there he was.
The countryside was beautiful. The grass was as green as ever, and the forest trees reminded Steve of the countryside outside of Brooklyn. Whenever Steve could, he'd go off into the nature and draw the beauty of it. He could never quite capture his feeling as well as he wanted.
The galaxy shined over the forest, and Steve vigorously was painting, trying to capture the moment.
''Y'know, Steve, sometimes the best memory can never be captured.'' Natasha said.
He turned his head, and saw her walk toward him.
He could never paint her as perfectly as she looked either. He thought to himself.
''Thanks for bringing me here.'' He said. ''I…I like spending time with you.''
Natasha nodded and smirked. ''I do too.''
She sat next to him, her eyes locked onto the stars, and his eyes on her, before he settled upon looking at the constellations.
''I liked seeing the stars outside of Brooklyn.'' Steve said, reminiscing. ''I was a pretty lonely kid, and I don't know…They comforted me.''
She had a hard time not staring at him.
''Sometimes I'd go outside and see the stars.'' She said. ''I kept on telling myself that if I could make it out of the Red Room, the stars would be waiting.''
Natasha sighed.
''And here they are.'' Steve said.
She nodded. ''The stars aren't the only thing amazing here.''
Steve was nervous. Afraid. But he really wanted to tell her, how he felt about her, how he cared about her, how…How he always wanted to be with someone he really connected, and he didn't find anyone that clicked with him, besides Peggy.
''Nat…'' Steve said softly, her eyes shifting towards his and locking with his. ''I care a lot about you. But recently, I honestly can't stop thinking about you…I think that I'm…I think I'm in love with you.''
He looked down at the grass.
''I wasn't sure I was ready.'' Steve said. ''I wasn't sure if you would want me, especially with Bruce and all. But, I can't stop thinking about you…''
He looked up at her, but before he could say anything, she pressed his lips onto his, and the best feeling in the world happened. It wasn't quick like the one in DC, it was slow, but burned with a fiery passion, it felt like fireworks to him, and all he wanted was her.
It was the day he realized that no matter how much he kissed her, it would never feel like enough.
Steve put his hand on Natasha's cheek, as they continued kissing. She slowly broke apart, and a shy, innocent smile formed on her face, a smile you don't see often from a woman like her.
''Maybe love isn't for children.''' She said.
''Love is everywhere, Nat.'' Steve said.
Natasha nodded before looking down. ''I tried to hook you up with other women, because Steve, I can't give you what your deserve. I'm broken, Steve...'
''Let me fix you then.'' Steve said.
There it was again. His desire to help.
''Let me heal you.'' He said gently.
Natasha shook her head. ''I can't let myself be with you, Steve. It would be selfish, I can't subject you to me because I'm not a good person.''
''Nonsense.'' Steve said. ''You're a good person. You managed to get out of a traumatic experience where you had no choice but to be a killer and you got out of it a better person.''
Natasha shook her head, but this time trembling at the same time.
''I'm a monster.'' She said.
''You're a hero. A savior. A warrior. A warrior who's battling her inner demons and winning.'' Steve said, with the utmost compassion, but his voice was worried. ''Please don't call yourself a monster, Nat.''
He paused. ''A monster doesn't feel the regret of their kills, and sure doesn't try to wipe their ledger clean.''
Natasha looked up at him. His eyes were filled with love. It was honestly the first time she cried and when she collapsed into his arms, she wasn't afraid of showing her weaknesses to him.
''Never let me go.'' She said softly.
''I promise.''
The waves of orgasm hit him as he thrusted into her. His eyes were locked onto hers, as he finished a smile came onto his face.
He did it.
He lost his virginity. To someone he loved. And that was the important thing.
They looked at each other for a while, in a comfortable silence, before he got off of her, and rolled onto the bed. They've dated for five months now, and this was their first making love to each other. He smiled at her.
''I'm glad I could make you happy…'' Natasha said with a smirk, her head lying on her hand as she looked at him.
Steve smiled. ''That was my first time.''
She wasn't sure she registered it, at first. How in the world was this man a virgin? Steve caught her expression, before a look of concern went over him. ''What's wrong, Nat?''
''Nothing, just can't believe your a virgin.'' Natasha said. ''You probably had so many girls throw themselves at you, especially during your silly Captain America promotional vids with those dancers.''
''You saw them?'' Steve said, embarrassed.
''Oh, I did, Rogers.'' She chuckled. ''So, that was your first time, huh?''
Steve nodded sheepishly. ''I wanted to wait for the right woman. Someone I loved. It's the right thing to do.''
Natasha felt pride being the woman he lost his virginity to. It just reminded her of how moral Steve was. He was really concerned about her pleasure instead of his, something she knew some guys didn't do.
''I feel accomplished.'' She teased.
Steve smiled. ''I'll make you breakfast.''
''Wait, so you two are a thing?'' Sam asked as they jogged alongside a beautiful summer day in Scotland.
Sam couldn't help but smile. ''Finally! Goddamn!''
Steve laughed and Natasha glared at Sam.
''Congrats you two.'' Sam said, looking back to catch Natasha's glare, and not being able to resist the humongous smile that spread on his face.
''Thanks.'' Steve said.
''I'm glad to see you, Sam.'' Natasha said, her glare softening. ''It's nice having company. We've gone on double dates with Wanda and Vis…''
Sam could see where this was leading up to.
''You got a girl of yours, Sammie?'' Natasha said, a mocking smile coming on her face, and her eyes filled with mischief.
''Nat!" Steve scolded. ''That's Sam's personal life.''
Sam chuckled at their interaction. ''Nah, you two are my homies! I am…Well, interested in someone.''
''Someone we know?'' Natasha said.
''Maria.'' Sam said, with an almost childlike giggle.
''Huh…'' Steve said, thinking in deep thought before deciding. ''I think you two would be compatible.''
Natasha smirked. ''I think you and Hill would be…Interesting. I ship it. ''
Sam waved his hand in the air with a laugh. ''I got approval from mama and papa bear! Woohoo!''
Steve and Natasha glanced at each other when he said this, both of them smiling.
''What does 'ship' mean?'' Steve asked.