Natasha arrived in the gym and almost got bowled over by Pietro as he was flung across the room by a red ball of energy that was generated by none other than his sister.
'Sorry!' the teenager exclaimed.
'It's alright,' Natasha smiled, 'have you seen Steve?'
'He's over in the ring with Sam.'
'Thanks,' she nodded, 'by the way, JAR- I mean Vision is on his way down to see you,' at this, Wanda blushed and a small, innocent smile lit up her features, 'Hey, Speedy,' Natasha called after Pietro who was still recovering from being smacked into a wall, 'next time make sure plant your feet better.' All she got was a groan in response and the two girls laughed before Natasha made her way over to Steve.
'Okay, Cap, you can let go now!' Sam wheezed as the soldier had him in a choke hold. Steve released him and helped him up.
'Hey Nat.' He smiled brightly.
'Hello, boys,' she greeted, 'Sam, do you mind if I borrow Steve for a while. I need to remind him who's the real ruler of the ring.'
'Be my guest. I could use a break from being put in a choke hold.' Said Sam, still rubbing his neck.
The soldier and spy squared off in the ring and began circling each other waiting for the first attack. Natasha lunged first, aiming a kick at his solar plexus. Steve caught her foot easily and pushed her backwards onto the floor. She rolled into the fall and got up smoothly. Steve threw a punch, which she blocked easily, then another, and another. He aimed a kick at her knee and she cartwheeled out of the way. She ran at him again and leapt up locking her legs around his neck and pulling him to the ground only to land on her feet again. The second Steve hit the ground he was up again, turning to face her, fists up, ever ready to continue the fight.
Little did the pair know that the entire gym was watching them. Wanda and Vision were watching from the door with Pietro and Sam just stared as two of the most incredible super heroes were sparring themselves into a stale mate. Clint had also stopped his target practice. Wanda stared in wonder at the couple. The passion in their fight was captivating and she couldn't help but consider the fact that there could be more to their relationship than "just friends". She knew about Steve's feelings for the spy but judging by how much fire she fought back with, she felt the same. Her thoughts were interrupted when Vision said:
'It's quite something, isn't it,' Wanda nodded, 'their love shows through even when they are fighting.'
'I thought you didn't understand emotion all that well?' Pietro interjected.
'I have learned a great deal, thanks to your sister.' He smiled, wrapping an arm around Wanda.
'She definitely feels something for him.'
'No way,' Pietro shook his head at his sister, 'she was trained to fight with her heart and soul. That's all. If she loved Steve he would know by now.'
'You're so stupid sometimes.' Wanda shook her head.
'What?!'
'Girls aren't like boys. We're not obvious with feelings. She loves him, that much is clear but she's not going to advertise it. She's a very guarded person and like any intelligent person she's considering the possible consequences for letting herself be with Steve.'
'Girls are weird.'
'I know, but maybe you'll get it one day.'
'How is it that you behave like you're older than me all the time?'
'I may be twelve minutes younger than you, Pietro, but I'll always be better with emotions.' She smirked at her brother as he rolled his eyes.
Steve and Natasha were still going; still knocking each other down and getting back up. Natasha ran at Steve again and planted both her feet on his chest and propelling herself off him, stopping herself from hitting her head on the floor a split second beforehand with her hands, using the momentum to get back on her feet as Steve stumbled back against the ropes. She ran at him a yet again, jumping up and straddling his shoulders before swinging down to pull him to the floor for a third time but he grabbed her small yet powerful body and flung her down onto the mat. She got up again and aimed a foot at his face, which he caught easily, shoving her down again. She stayed low but not down. Steve took a moment to catch his breath, which was his seemingly fatal mistake. She swept his legs out from under him and straddled his chest, legs clamped in a vice grip around him – if he tried to get up, she could easily knock him down again, or so she thought.
'Okay, okay,' Steve said, breathless, 'you got me.' Natasha smiled and relaxed slightly, only slightly but it was enough. Steve grabbed her arms and flipped her so that he was holding her down, a knee on her abdomen, her arms pinned above her head, their faces millimetres apart. Both of them were out of breath, sharing each other's air as they tried to slow their heart rates, not taking their eyes off each other.
'Not fair.' Natasha panted.
'I wonder who taught me that.' Steve smirked, moving his lips ever closer to hers. She laughed a breathy laugh before leaning up to meet Steve half way when Pietro cleared his throat from the other side of the room.
The two looked up to see the audience around them then looked back at each other, snapping out of the moment. Steve awkwardly removed himself from his imposing position and helped his teammate up before letting her out of the ring ahead of him. Natasha headed for the door as fast as possible, still trying to process what had happened.
'Dude, you totally almost gave yourself away there.' Sam said.
'I'm sure that by now she knows, Sam.' Steve sighed, wiping his face with a towel.
'I'm pretty sure the feeling's mutual man.'
'I wouldn't hold your breath.'
'Oh I definitely will! I think you're totally oblivious to what she's feeling, Cap. I'm pretty sure she's into you.'
Wanda caught up with Natasha as she got to the elevator.
'So that was intense.' She started.
'What? Oh right, yeah,' Natasha said absentmindedly, 'it was, wasn't it?'
'Does he know?'
'Know what?'
'That you...' Wanda trailed off, Natasha knew exactly what she was saying.
'That obvious huh?' she looked down embarrassed.
'If it's any consolation, Pietro thinks it's not true.' The younger Avenger joked, and Natasha chuckled.
'Not going to lie to you, Wanda, I'm still trying to process what just happened.'
'I understand.'
'Just don't say anything to Steve, please. I need sort out what I'm feeling before I even think about dragging him into this mess.' Wanda nodded. They remained silent until the elevator dinged, signalling their arrival to Natasha's floor.
'Are you coming to the dancing tonight?' Wanda asked.
'Yeah, I promised Steve I would even before he organised it.'
'Great, glad I won't be the only girl there.'
'Don't worry, I think Maria, Jane and Darcy will be there. See you tonight Wanda.' Natasha said as she stepped out of the elevator.
'See you.'
'Don't be late! You know how much Steve hates it!' the spy joked.
'I won't!' Wanda laughed, 'and for the record, Natasha,' she added, 'I don't think Steve would mind being dragged into what you consider a mess.'
Hey! So what do we think? I had so much fun writing this! Let me know if you think more (sexual) tension is required but I thought I'd keep it light and save that for later ;) x
