"Natasha was curled in on herself like a child who thought they'd just seen a monster under their bed. But Steve knew the monsters weren't under the bed—they were in her head. Steve could relate. It wasn't bullets or knives, but the ghosts of his past that brought him to his knees" Nightmares are just one of the things they have in common. Title from Mumford and Sons song.

Post CA:TWS. Natasha knows Steve could do so much better. He deserved someone with just as pure a heart as him. And Natasha knew she deserved to be with someone just as haunted as herself. Yet, she can't help but fall into those blue eyes of his. And maybe, just maybe, doing so could wash away some of her red. Romanogers. Rated M only for last chapter.