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Steve turns 100 and Tony throws him a party in Mexico. Thor brings out the Asgardian mead and Steve gets drunk and tells Natasha things he'd rather kept to himself.
Steve hated his birthday, he always had. Back in the day when his ma was still alive he hated his birthday because he had seen how sad his mother was that she couldn't buy him gifts or sometimes couldn't even make him a cake. It didn't matter that he told he that he didn't care about these things, he could see that she was ashamed that she couldn't offer him more. And after the serum he hated his birthday because everyone had a field day with the fact that Captain America was born on the Fourth of July.
And this year he was turning 100! The major wanted to throw a big party so New York could celebrate with him and he feel honored but that was not what he wanted. He didn't want to celebrate at all but if he had to then with his friends and not hundreds of strangers. He didn't know how they did it but Pepper and Natasha managed to talk the major out of it and now the plan was to fly the whole team to Mexico where Tony had a mansion. He liked the idea and was looking forward to a few days of vacation.
The whole team was here in Mexico and that's all what he wanted for his birthday, to be surrounded by the people he loved. Even Thor was currently on Earth and came with them to Mexico to celebrate his birthday. With Thor and Bucky there, he wouldn't be the oldest person in the room. Everyone asked him what he wanted for his birthday but he didn't need anything. He had everything he wanted. Bucky was back and safe, he could help people, he had a nice home and friends who saw more in him than the shield he was carrying on his back. Well, there was one thing he wanted, more than anything to be honest but it wasn't something they could just get him. He didn't even know if there was even a tiny chance that she wanted the same.
He was enjoying the view over the ocean when someone knocked on his door. "It's open!"
"Hey, punk!" Bucky walked in. "Happy birthday!"
He turned to face him. "Thank you."
Bucky gave him a hug and told him that he would give him his present later at the party.
"You didn't have to get me anything."
"I know." Bucky nodded. "That gift is only my second choice though. I asked Romanoff if she would jump out of a cake in a USA bikini but she said no."
"What?!" He looked at Bucky whose face was completely serious. "Please tell me you didn't ask her that!"
Bucky laughed. "You should have seen your face! Of course not! It might not look like it but I don't have a death wish." Bucky smirked. "But you would have liked that as a gift, wouldn't you?"
"NO!" He said way too quickly. Okay, he would have liked that very much but that was besides the point. He didn't want to objectify Natasha. Yes, she was beautiful and had a body he desperately wanted to explore but she was so much than her looks.
"Why don't you ask Romanoff to be your date for the party?"
He had thought about it but she would probably say no. He shook his head. "She wouldn't want to be my date."
"But what if she did?"
Then it would be officially the greatest birthday ever but he knew he wasn't that lucky. In what world would Natasha Romanoff date him?
The whole team spent the day on Tony's yacht where he tried his best not to stare too much at Natasha who was sunbathing on the deck. And no matter what she had said she looked incredible in a bikini.
"You're not being very sneaky if I can catch you ogling." Tony laughed and handed him a mimosa. Not that it would make him drunk but he liked the taste.
He decided to play dumb. "I don't know what you're talking about."
Tony only chuckled. "I hope you're not planning on giving up the shield to start a Hollywood career 'cause that wasn't convincing at all, Cap."
He didn't say anything in response and took a sip from his drink. He had been told before that he was a terrible liar. Natasha's eyes met his and she gave him her signature half-smirk. He really sometimes wondered if she could read minds. He hoped she couldn't because then she knew that he was in love with her and he really didn't want her to know that. It would make things weird between them and he wanted her in his life, even when it was just as a friend.
Tony's staff used the time the team was on the yacht to turn the mansion into a club. They had an amazing dinner where he got his presents and then went to the living room that looked now like a club to celebrate. He still couldn't believe what Natasha got him. He had no idea how she even found it but it was the best present anyone could have ever gotten him. He had opened the present, gasped and looked at Natasha who gave him a little smile.
"You like it?"
He was so touched he couldn't speak and nodded. He closed the present again even though the others wanted to know what Natasha got him. She somehow managed to find the only photo ever taken of him and his mother. He remembered how long his ma had to save the money for it. She died four months after the picture was taken. He told SHIELD and the Smithsonian about the photo hoping they could track it down if it still existed but they didn't find it. But Natasha did. She found it and gave it back to him. There was no way he could ever pay her back. Her birthday was in four months, he really had to start to come up with a great gift for her.
Then Thor brought out the Asgardian mead and Steve didn't hold back.
Natasha was reminiscing with Maria and Clint about the good old SHIELD days when Steve made a beeline straight to them. She was so relieved that he liked her present. She had been racking her brain for weeks to find the perfect gift for him. Steve would turn only 100 once and he was so important to her. She was thinking about getting him a new bike but that wasn't personal enough for her. And then she remembered how he tried to find the photo of him and his mother and she knew she had to find it for him. She had to call in a lot of favors and had to threaten some people to get it back but the look on Steve's face was worth it.
"Natasha!" Steve yelled when he reached them. He must have noticed that he was a bit loud." Natasha." He whispered. "Dance with me!"
"No one's dancing, Steve."
He shrugged his shoulders and was already dragging her by her hand to the dance floor. Music was playing but the others were mostly sitting on couches or standing talking to each other. "Um, I don't know how to dance." He mumbled out and it almost sounded like he was slurring. Was he drunk? No, that couldn't be. The serum burned the alcohol before it could intoxicate him. His hands were suddenly on her waist. Okay, maybe he was a bit tipsy? "Can you teach me how to dance? I always wanted to ask you!"
"Well, it is your birthday, so I guess I kinda have to." She smiled up at him because she was still shorter than him even in her stilettos. Stupid serum!
His eyebrows were furrowed. "You never have to do something you don't want to. Not with me."
Her heart fluttered but she ignored it. "I know, Steve. I was just joking. Let's teach you some moves."
He nodded eagerly and some schmaltzy song came on. She had the sneaking suspicion that was Clint's doing. He was the only one who wasn't afraid of her. She wrapped her arms around Steve's neck and swayed with him to the music. He was stiff in the beginning but with her help he was moving to the rhythm. He had potential, maybe he wanted her to teach him more dances. She really liked the idea of dancing tango with him. It was basically foreplay with the right partner. Woah, stop right there, Natasha! Steve would never talk to her again if he knew that she sometimes thought about them being naked doing things platonic friends shouldn't do. She wasn't delusional, she knew that Steve wasn't interested in her like that. She sometimes caught him looking at her like he wanted more but she knew she was just projecting.
The music changed into club music and the others joined them on the dance floor. She was more and more convinced that Steve was drunk because he spun her around, pulled her back against his chest and danced with her to the beat. His hands were on her waist and not even a piece of paper would fit between them. She liked this more than she should and tried to move a bit away but Steve had a death grip on her and she stayed where she was. Well, if this was what he wanted...It was his birthday after all.
His mouth was suddenly next to her ear. "You look amazing tonight." He laughed a little. "Well, you always look amazing." She felt his noise against her head. "And you smell so good."
Don't read anything into it, Romanoff! He just dancing because it's his party, nothing more! Steve's hand moved to her stomach and thanks to the high waist skirt and crop top combo she was wearing she could feel his warmth on her skin. His thumb moved under her top and brushed her skin.
"Okay?"
"Yeah." Her whole body was on fire. She looked around but no one was paying attention. She couldn't believe what was happening right now. Maybe she could give Steve another present in the bedroom? Okay, don't get ahead of yourself, Romanoff!
Thor was suddenly standing next to them and held up a flask,clearly unaware of what was happening between her and Steve . "Another round, Steve?"
His thumb stopped moving and he removed his hand from her stomach. He stepped away from her. "Um yes, sure."
Steve smiled at her and then walked with Thor to the bar. Clint was suddenly taking her hand and spun her around. "Looks like you're having lots of fun, Tasha!"
"Shut up!" She growled causing her best friend to smirk. Too bad Laura wasn't here to control her husband.
"You planing on giving Steve another present?" He dug his finger into the elastic of her skirt and let it snap against her skin. "You wearing his colors underneath that? Captain America lingerie?"
She twisted his arm behind his back. "Keep talking and the next thing coming out of your mouth will be your teeth!"
He only chuckled and got out of her hold. "Cute, Tasha. I guess I owe Laura a children-free weekend now."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing." His grin got wider and he left her on the dance floor with her thoughts. Steve ,as the birthday boy, was quite popular and she saw how he took shots with Thor, Tony and Sam. Thor and Steve were drinking the stuff Thor brought with him. Maybe Steve was a bit drunk after all. Rhodey and Wanda were talking to Steve the last time she saw him before she stepped on the terrace of the mansion. It was getting hot inside and she needed fresh air. She could hear the ocean and the wind cooled her down. She should probably stay away from Steve before he did something he would regret the next morning and Natasha had only so much willpower. How were you supposed to stay calm if a hot and cute super soldier was basically feeling you up on the dance floor?! She was only human after all.
"Nat!"
So much for avoiding him. She turned around and Steve was a bit stumbling when he came to her. Wow, Thor's stuff was really strong. "There you are!" He beamed at her and she ignored the warm and fuzzy feeling in her gut. That was just the alcohol. His hand was suddenly on her cheek and she caught herself leaning into his cupped hand. "You're so pretty, Nat. The prettiest! I sketch you all the time." He was giggling now. "Ups! I shouldn't have told you that. It's a secret!"
"Really?"
Steve nodded. "Yeah, but don't tell anyone!" His thumb brushed over her cheekbone and she closed her eyes. It felt so good to be touched by him like that. "I think about you all the time, Nat. You're always on my mind. You are so brave and kind. And smart. So beautiful, from inside and outside." She opened her eyes and he looked at her with fondness and awe. No one had ever looked at her like that but his eyes were glassy and a bit unfocused and she reminded herself that he was drunk and not himself. "And you're so sexy." He blushed but kept talking. "I've never seen a more beautiful and sensual woman than you." His hand moved a bit lower and now his thumb was stroking her lower lip. She didn't know what was going on but she felt like she was in a trance. "I wanna kiss every inch of your body. Can I kiss you, Natalia?"
She didn't know what made her do it. Was it the way he was looking at her, the way he touched her, what he just said or that he used her Russian name? Probably all of it combined. She wrapped her hands around his neck and pressed her lips against his. He moaned into the kiss and pushed her against the wall behind her. She could taste the Asgardian mead on his lips and tongue and it made her dizzy but she loved it. Kissing him was better than she could have ever imagined. The kiss was deep, wet and hungry. His hands were all over her body and ended up on her ass and he pressed her even more against him. He was poking into her stomach and God bless America! She dug her nails into his scalp and he moaned into her mouth. She was thinking about how they could sneak to her room without their friends noticing because she had never been more turned on in her life when they got caught.
"Hey, guys!" Sam's voice was suddenly out on the terrace. "Oh fuck! Sorry!"
She and Steve jumped away from each other and she could see Sam walking back inside. Oh God! What was she doing? Steve was drunk and she was making out with him? She couldn't take advantage of him like that! What was wrong with her? Steve looked like he wanted to push her back against the wall but it was wrong. He wasn't himself, he didn't really want this. The alcohol was making him do it.
She shook her head and stepped away from him. "Happy birthday, Steve!" She hastily said and ran back inside straight to her room ignoring Steve yelling after her. She took advantage of a drunk Captain America, that was a new low for her.
Steve woke up the next morning with a headache and emptied every water bottle he could find in his room. He already felt better after that. Last night was a great party, he got presents, had fun and then Thor shared his flask with him. And then...he didn't remember anything else. He just hoped he didn't embarrass himself.
He went downstairs to the kitchen where Sam was sitting at the table eating breakfast. The rest of the team wasn't here yet. Who knew how long they celebrated.
"Morning Sam." He went to the counter to get some coffee.
"Hiya Steve." Sam smiled and bit into his muffin. "I'm sorry again."
"Hm?"
"You know for walking in on you. Don't worry I didn't tell anyone what I saw. I figured you wanted to keep it between the two of you for now."
What was Sam talking about? What happened last night? "Huh?"
"You and Natasha?!" Sam gave him a funny look. "Making out on the terrace like horny teenagers?!"
He almost dropped his coffee mug. "Please tell me you're messing with me right now!"
"What?" Sam's eyes widened. "Oh God, please don't tell me you don't remember? How much did you have of Thor's magic juice? I've been waiting forever for you two to get together!"
He had no idea that Sam was this invested in his love life. He put the coffee mug on the table and left the kitchen. He had to talk to Natasha. What happened after Sam walked in? Did he sleep with her? Did he finally have sex with her and now he didn't remember it? He tried to remember and he thought that he and Nat had been dancing. What happened then? Did they go outside and kiss? Maybe they didn't spend the night together because he woke up alone. But Natasha kissed him since it takes two people to make out so did that mean she had feelings for him?
He was finally in front of her door and wanted to walk in but stopped himself. No, he had no right to just barge in. He knocked on the door and a few moments later it got opened.
Natasha was still in her sleeping clothes and rubbed her eyes. "Oh!" She said when she saw who was in front of her.
"Um, Nat..." God, what was he supposed to say? "Um...did we have sex?" He wanted to punch himself for asking that.
Natasha stared at him. "What? Of course not! What do you think of me? That I would sleep with you when you can't give consent?" She looked angry. Rightfully so.
"I'm sorry that's not how I meant it! Sam told me that we kissed and...and I don't remember it. I am sorry."
Natasha raised an eyebrow. "For kissing me or for not remembering it?"
"For not remembering it. And for kissing you if it was something you didn't want."
Natasha was smiling now and he didn't know how to interpret that. Was it a good sign? "You said some nice things about me. Did you mean them?"
"Um, I mean if they were nice then yes?" Oh God, what had he said last night? Did he drunkenly confess his love for her?
"Well you said that I was very pretty. The prettiest actually. And that you draw me all the time. And that you can't stop thinking about me. Is that true?"
What was the point in lying now and she kind of looked like she liked hearing those things. "Yes, it's true."
"And you said that I'm very sexy." Natasha smirked and he felt a full body blush coming. "And that you want to kiss every inch of my body. Also still true?"
He was never gonna drink Asgardian mead again! "Um...yes."
Her hands were on his arms and wandered up to his neck. "Good. You wanna kiss every inch of my body now? Maybe you'll remember it this time."
"Huh?" His brain stopped working.
"Can I kiss you, Steven?"
He remembered now. Can I kiss you, Natalia? Then she had kissed him. "Yes."
She smiled brightly at him and leaned up to close the space between them. She kissed him softly and gently while pulling him into her room. He closed the door behind them and lowered her onto her bed where she let him kiss every inch of her body.
Four months later on her birthday he took her on a romantic trip to Paris where he told her for the first time that he loved her. He already knew what he would get her for her next birthday. A diamond ring.