The rest of the weekend went by quickly. Steve was able to finish two of his paintings, Natasha was able to get some rehearsal time in, and Bucky and Wanda were able to get a head start on studying for their finals. When it was time for them to leave on Sunday, no one wanted to go.
"Are you sure we can't just hide out here until finals?" Wanda whined.
"It might be dead week Wan, but we've still got stuff to do," Bucky replied.
"Okay, but here's the thing, we could just not do those things, pleeeassseee?" Wanda stuck out her bottom lip and pouted, earning her a laugh from Bucky.
"It's show week Wanda! I can't miss show week!" Natasha shouted from upstairs.
Wanda huffed in annoyance, "fine, but you better be amazing!"
"Oh, she will be," Steve called as he carried their bags downstairs. Natasha came down the stairs a moment later and joined the group.
"God do I love you," she said to Steve as she kissed him on the cheek.
"I love you too," he replied, a giant grin painted on his face.
Bucky groaned, "you two have been practically unbearable since you finally said that."
Steve got a mischievous smile on his face, he wrapped Natasha in his arms and began kissing all over her face, "but I do love her," he said in between kisses. Natasha giggled and tried to push him away. Bucky made a throw up noise.
"Come on Bucky, we were just as bad whenever we first said it." Wanda wrapped her arms around Bucky's neck. "You do remember that, right?" Bucky returned her affection by wrapping his arms around her waist.
"Of course I do, doll," Bucky replied, leaning down to kiss her. "But when it's me and my love, it's fine. When it's this punk," he said, moving his head over in Steve's direction, "it's too much."
"Oh, is it?" Steve chimed in. "Well, I'll just have to be more careful about that." He began kissing on Natasha again, making her squeal.
Wanda laughed and grabbed Bucky's hand, pulling him out into the garage, "come on, Buck. You're just making it worse for yourself."
As soon as the garage door shut, Steve pulled Natasha in for an actual kiss. "Mmmm, are you about ready to go love?" He asked against her lips.
"Honestly?" Natasha began, running her hands along Steve's chest before dropping them down to hook her fingers through the belt loops on his jeans. She pulled him closer to her, her body plastered against his, "I'd rather stay here with you and finally see what happens when we finally get some alone time," she whispered low and sultry. She held him there for a moment before pulling away, a smirk painted across her face. She reached down and grabbed her bag, "but, we do have things that we need to do back at school, and we'll be home again soon."
Steve growled as he reached out and caught her arm, pulling him back to her. He put his lips up next to her ear, his voice low and laced with desire, "you've got to stop teasing me Nat or I'm going to have to start teasing you back." Natasha felt her knees go weak. Her heart began racing and she was struggling to keep her breath level. There was something about the pure need in his voice that went straight to her core. Steve chuckled deeply, "we'd better get going, love."
"Brock!" Sharon shouted as she pounded on his door. She continuously knocked until the door finally swung open.
"Jesus Shar," he said, running his hand through his disheveled hair. "I was asleep, what do you want?"
"We need to talk about the plan."
"Sharon, I know what I'm supposed to do. I don't think we really need to talk about this," Brock replied, walking into the room and dropping onto his couch.
Sharon crossed her arms across her chest, "you're almost the dumbest person that I know, so I need to hear you say it."
Brock sighed, "fine. The last rehearsal for the show, Ruby will sneak backstage and steal Natasha's ballet slippers. The next day Natasha will realize that they're not there, panic, and ask Steve to take her to buy new ones. When they're inside the store buying her new slippers, I'll slash Steve's tires, making it impossible for them to get back for the show in time. I'll "happen" to drive by, see them in distress and offer to give her a ride back so she makes it to the show on time. Steve's going to put up a fight about it, but ultimately will let her go with me so she doesn't miss the show."
"Remember, this one is just a warning. We're giving him a chance to realize how stupid he's being. If he still insists on playing dumb, then we kick it up a notch," Sharon said, her lips turning up in a smile akin to the Cheshire Cat.
Author's Note: So, I can't decide if I want to put smut in this story or not. I've never written smut before, so I'm not even sure that it would be good. Let me know if you guys want to see smut in this story or not!
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