So, yeah, my mind has been plenty busy with keeping on imagining more Romanogers stuff...So, here ya' go! :D

Disclaimer: No. I don't own this. Just stop it already.

"Clint never even knew it was me!" Natasha said and both her and Steve laughed. She was just telling him about how Clint likes to go up and hang out in the air duct, so one time she stuck a bunch of glue traps up there for him.

"And one time I noticed him grabbing a flashlight and sticking it in his pocket muttering something about , 'how he's not going to do that again'." Steve laughed and Natasha found it to be the most amazing sound she had ever heard.

Today was her and Steve's first date.

And she couldn't possibly be any more nervous. She'd done so many things, experienced so many terrifying experiences, and never once had her hand shaken during it all.

But right now as Steve laced her fingers with his, she could feel her hand shaking and her heart racing. She looked up at him in slight surprise and he smiled.

"I hope this is okay?" He asked shyly and she smiled with a nod.

"Fine," She breathed, and if possible, Steve's smile got even bigger. She looked out at the sunset that was casting it's late shadows on all the buildings.

Steve and her had been planning this date for quite a while, but never seemed to be able to have it because of a mission.

But right now, up on some building in New York where they had just finished a quiet picnic, she couldn't be any more at peace. After all, she had the perfect man beside her. She sighed happily.

"Isn't this just the most beautiful thing ever?" She asked and could feel Steve's gaze on her rather than the darkening city.

"Yeah, it is." He breathed. She couldn't help the blush that slowly crept on to her cheeks, and turned around to face Steve, but was not expecting what happened...

"Isn't this just the most beautiful thing ever?" She asked in awe, and Steve couldn't help the smile that grew on his lips as he watched her.

"Yeah, it is." He said, and could the pink that tinged her cheeks as she looked slightly down. He took this as his opportunity and bent down to kiss her cheek.

Only with him having some of the worst luck in the world, she turned to look at him just as his lips were about on her cheek.

So, instead of him kissing her cheek, his lips met with hers.

Yeah, he was definitely not expecting that.

For a split second he wasn't exactly sure what to do, but then Natasha closed her eyes and leaned forward until their lips fit together perfectly.

He soon followed suit as he closed his eyes and kissed her with equal passion. Their lips moved in perfect rhythm and Steve swore that their hearts were beating as one.

Steve brought a hand up and gently cupped the back of her head, fingers tangling with fiery red curls. One of her hands came up and rested on his shoulder, while the other one rested over his heart.

"Oh, Steve..." She murmured against his lips as his other arm came up and wrapped around her waist. Steve broke the kiss when oxygen became a necessity, and slowly opened his eyes breathlessly.

She, however, still had her eyes closed, so Steve took that opportunity to study every little thing about her face.

And with their arms still around each other, and Steve's lips hovering above her's, he swore his heart couldn't possibly be beating any faster. She bit her lip, eye still closed and spoke quietly. "What was that?" She whispered.

"A kiss?" He said and she chuckled softly as she opened her eyes.

"I know that, silly," She said in exasperation, but the fond smile she wore broke any thoughts of her actually being frustrated with him. "I mean, what was that, to you?" She questioned quietly as she looked him in the eyes. He smiled.

"What do you want it to mean to me?" He questioned and she raised an eyebrow.

"Really, Rogers? We're going to go there? I'm asking the questions, now shut up and answer them." She commanded and he laughed as he wrapped his arms around her in a hug. To which she gladly returned.

"I think, it meant more than I can probably say in word form." He leaned back and tilted her chin up with his fingers.

"Maybe I should try to explain it in a different way?" He asked as he started to lean in again, and she tilted her head slightly to the side.

"That might be the best for both of us," She murmured right before their lips connected again in a slow and deep kiss.

He could taste the cherry lip gloss she was wearing, and wasn't even aware of the bustling metropolis beneath them. Right now it was just her and him in the world.

And that was the most perfect thing Steve could ever think of.

Short, but sweet. And oh yeah, that's another thing I always picture with my OTP, the unforeseen kiss...