Hey gang, I know this is a bit overdue but hope you like it! I know I keep stopping Steve from proposing but he will! I promise! Enjoy and tell me what you think! x

The second Natasha stirred, Steve was awake. He sighed and pulled her closer to him.

'Hey.' She murmured, her voice croaky with sleep.

'Hey,' his voice not much better, 'did you sleep?'

'Yeah, actually did.'

'Good.' Steve nuzzled her shoulder.

'I'm sorry about last night.' She said quietly.

'It's alright, these things happen.'

Natasha was quiet for a minute, just happy to be in her boyfriend's arms.

'I love you, Steve.'

'I love you too, 'Tasha.' Steve kissed her shoulder and she rolled over so that she was facing him and planted a chaste kiss on his lips.

'Do we have to do anything today?' She asked.

'Of course not. Fury would've called by now if he needed us, so as far as I'm concerned I get to spend a lazy day with the person I love the most.'

'You're so sappy.' Natasha said, only half meaning it.

'One of us has to be.' Steve retorted before pulling her even closer to him.

'How did you know I'd gotten back last night?'

'JARVIS told me.'

'Yeah but why did it bother you that I didn't come upstairs? Did you have something planned..?' She lazily raised her eyebrows in innuendo, teasing the soldier who'd gone a rather deep shade of pink - not for the reason Natasha assumed.

'Uh no, of course not,' he stammered, 'I just um, well I...'

'Use your words, soldier.' Natasha prodded.

'I just wanted to make sure you got back alright.'

'You're such a bad liar. Have I taught you nothing? Also, didn't we agree no more secrets?' She tilted her head up to look at her boyfriend expectantly.

'I just wanted to surprise you with a nice evening, you know.'

'That's it?'

'Yeah, what else would it be?' He laughed nervously.

'Hmmm...' Natasha frowned, 'fine. You're off the hook.'

'Then why am I still nervous?' Steve joked.

'I don't know, soldier, why are you?' Natasha countered in a menacing tone.

'Can we just go and get some breakfast?'

'Fine, where did you have in mind?'

'The usual diner?'

'Sounds like a plan.'

An couple of hours later, the soldier and spy found themselves strolling through Central Park - typical Steve choosing somewhere romantic. They soon found a bench and Natasha made herself comfortable, half sitting on Steve, forehead nestled in the crook of his neck, his arm around her waist, holding her to him.

'Can you believe our 3 year anniversary is coming up.' Steve said.

'Yeah.. We're practically married.' Natasha joked and Steve chuckled nervously, swallowing.

'So much has happened, I just can't believe it's gone so fast.' Steve sighed almost wistfully.

'It hasn't exactly been easy either,' Natasha added, 'but like you said a couple of years ago: we deserve this; what we have, together. It's the least the universe can give us after all the crap we've been through.' Steve hummed in agreement before completely changing the subject.

'D'you want to do something for our 3rd?'

'Why not? Have you got something in mind?'

'Sort of... I guess. I mean, I kind of have a plan that was meant to be a surprise but I wanted to check with you.'

'Sure, okay, I won't ask anything. Just tell me what to do and where to be.'

'Sounds good.' Steve smiled before kissed the spy on the forehead, 'I love you, Nat.'

'You too, Cap,' she pecked his lips, 'now what do you say we go and look after the child we've been neglecting all morning.'

'That's actually already been taken care of.'

'Steven, what have you done with our child?'

'Pietro and Wanda are taking him on a baby's day out so that we can have the day to ourselves for once.'

'Wow, you really do think of everything.' Natasha sighed before pulling Steve down to kiss her more fully. Steve pulled a way after a few moments.

'Nat, we're in public.'

'I don't care. People can leave if they're uncomfortable. I'm allowed to kiss my super hot boyfriend all I want.' She replied before kissing Steve more fiercely.

The pair shortly returned to the base to continue what they'd started in the park and afterwards curled up on Steve's sofa with the first season of The Walking Dead and two salad bowls (stolen from the kitchen upstairs) full of popcorn. Natasha was hell bent on getting Steve into it after he decided that Game of Thrones was a little violent. Plus, the only other good show he liked was Sherlock – he didn't get Doctor Who or Supernatural at all.

'Shane's such a jerk.' Steve mumbled after the few episodes.

'Yeah, it's only 'cause he's jealous of Rick though.'

'I guess. Does he die?'

'I'm not saying, Rogers,' Natasha said, mouth full of popcorn, 'you'll have to watch and find out.' Steve sighed, his curiosity eating away at him. Natasha smiled slightly, adoring how much Steve was already invested in the show – she'd have to get him the comics for Christmas.

When the twins returned that evening with James they found the pair fast asleep with Natasha using Steve as a pillow, snoring lightly. Wanda didn't have the heart to wake them.

So...? I thought people would appreciate the other TV references (Nat is definitely a Superwholockian and an absolute film and TV NERD!)