A/N: Once again, I apologise for my suckish (it's actually a word, Google told me so) writing and taking so much time for this fic. It's really short. I'm sorry, I know short fics are irritating. So without further ado, I present you: A Widow's Boyfriend. Enhoy!
"Fancy meeting you here," Steve Rogers, or better known as Captain America, mocked as his ex-coworker stepped into the baby supply shop he was in.
"Isn't that my line, Cap?" the ever oh-so-sexy Black Widow teased back, walking towards Steve.
"It's for Sam, you know," Steve said, nodding at the milk bottle in his hand, "Well, not him. His kid."
"He has a kid now?" said Natasha, raising an eyebrow as she stood beside him.
Steve bit his lower lip lightly, "It's been two years, Natasha," he smiled sadly.
They stood in silence, suddenly finding the milk bottle between them surprisingly interesting. The silence grew, and Steve was positive that he shouldn't have said that. It made the situation awkward; and the way he imagined their first meeting after the whole Bucky incident was not like this.
"It's a girl," Steve broke the silence, regretting his words right after they left his lips. Why couldn't say something smart for a change? I'm an idiot.
Opposite him, Natasha smiled. "Scarlett. It's Scarlett now, my name."
"Still a spy?" he asked knowingly.
"Yes. Though I feel more like an actress," she said casually as she took a tin of milk powder from the shelf beside them.
"New fake name, new hairstyle, new everything, but still the old job, I see," he watched as she read the details of the milk powder on the back of the tin.
"I'm supposed to be a widow with a new-born baby," she stated flatly.
"Well, that explains why you're here then," he smiled.
Natasha (Scarlett, if you must) looked up slowly from the tin in her hands and quirked an eyebrow at the ex-soldier. "You didn't think that I was actually pregnant, did you?"
Steve stared blankly at her. "I thought – well, I mean, I wouldn't be surprised if every guy in America wants to, uh, fondue with you." His face reddened, "I mean, you'd have a lot of choices," he added shortly after.
The confused expression on Natasha's face changed into a small, teasing smile, "Does that include you, Captain?"
His face turned bright red, almost the shade of a ripened tomato. "No, I – I just –" Steve stuttered, trying to find words to explain himself. Natasha chuckled lightly, "You're always welcomed to be a widow's boyfriend, you know," smirking, she walked towards the counter to pay for the milk powder.
A/N: If you're wondering why Natasha's new fake name is Scarlett, it's because that's the name of the amazing woman who plays her - Scarlett Johansson.
Would be more than glad to write a Snarry (Severus Snape x Harry Potter) fic, if anyone wants one from me.