A/N: "Leave a "Zip Me" in my ask, and I'll write a drabble about one character dressing another, or the other way around [this can also be used for shutting them up as well, but feel free to specify.]" So I was send this and the ship Steve x Natasha. Just a kind of "oh-no-we-have-to-get-to-work" kind of fanfic.
The sunlight peeked in through the crack between the curtains. It was morning. But everything was silent. No alarm had gone off.
"Steve?" Natasha whispered. She has slept on the couch overnight, and he slept in her bed. She poked his arm.
"Yeah?" Steve replied, sounding extremely tired.
"Did you set the alarm?"
"I thought you set the alarm."
"You didn't set the alarm? We have to be at work in a half an hour! It takes that long to get there on the train!" Natasha yelled. She ran to the bathroom and came out a moment later, makeup on. She grabbed her jeans and favorite blue shirt and turned her back to him, putting them on. She stopped and turned around. "Are you getting dressed or what?" She turned back around.
"Yeah, yeah." He took off his pajamas and threw on his clothes quickly. "Nat."
"Yeah?" she said, trying to zip up the back of her boots.
"Where's my hat?" He looked under the bed and all over the floor.
"You mean this one?" Natasha said, pointing to her head and smiling. She picked up her hoodie and put it on. "Do you want it?" Steve nodded. Natasha took the hat off her head and put it on his, grinning small. She gave him a quick peck on the lips and started toward the door.
"Will we get there on time?" Steve asked. Natasha shrugged.
"I doubt it."
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