" I'm 95, I'm not dead yet… No… it was not my first kiss since 1945." ~Steve Rogers, Captain America: Winter Soldier
He offered her a quick smile. His gaze lingered on the tiny arrow on the chain around her neck. "Oh… So… Will Hawkeye be mad at me for kissing his best girl?" His lipps quirked up in a bigger smile.
Natasha blinked for a moment, staring at him before she reached up and lightly touched the pendant snuggled at the base of her neck. "oh… No…" she shook her head. "Of course not, I mean… no." she shrugged. "It's not his mark."
"Looks like it." He commented. "He is the archer… only agent at S.H.I.E.L.D that prefers arrows to bullets really." He said lightly, eyes on the road but fingers tensed on the steering wheel.
She wrinkled her nose at him. "It's a joke. A terribly bad one that he finds hilarious." She said, a shake of her head sending red strands of hair bouncing. She brushed them out of her face. "It's supposed to be a reminder that I can't hit anything with a bow and arrow. I'm no Katniss Everdeen for sure." She chuckled.
"No one wants you to be." He said quickly. "Just be Natasha… She's no Natasha Romanoff."
A slow smile played on her lips and she inclined her head in a slight nod of acknowledgement before she continued. "I can handle anything. Kill anyone, hit my mark with grace and ease… take apart the weapon in less than 20 seconds. Break your neck with my thighs." Natasha paused, blushing when she realized that she'd made Captain America blush.
"you know… if my legs were free, foolishly unrestrained while I was chained to the ceiling."
"Of course." He tilted his head in a slight nod. "I don't know who would ever leave you halfway restrainted. It would be a classic mistake." He grinned at her, cheeks still showing a bit of pink.
She smiled back. "Right. Anyway… Long story short, Clint just finds it hilarious and this is just his reminder that I'm not perfect."
"You're pretty perfect from where I sit."
"Thanks Steve." She said softly before giving him an impish grin, a teasing glint in her eyes. "Such a nice thing to say, old man." She teased before they fell into a comfortable silence for a while, her eyes glued to the scenery as they both kept watch for any signs of a tail.