A/N: New story I have had in mind for a while since I've become waaaay into the Domestic Avengers tag on Tumblr. So hope you like it. If your a StevexNatasha shipper, let me know in a review please! I feel like there isnt many out there. I will die proudly with my ship. I call it Stesha. lol Any better names in mind? No? Then Stesha it is! hehe

*DISCLAIMER- I don't own the Avenegers characters in these chapters. All rights to Marvel and Disney.

Captain America wasn't afraid of anyone. That was until he met Natasha Romanoff. He had never met a woman like her in the 40s except for his dear Peggy, who was independent and admired her for it. But Natasha was downright scary. You had to tread with care not to make her angry or else you'd receive that silent glare of hers that said 'I can kill you 48 different ways with just using a tissue'. He still remembers the time when Clint was teasing her and pushed it too far. She gave him 'the look'. The one where she goes deathly still, her lips are in a tight line, eyebrows furrowed, and eyes narrowed staring directly into to your soul. It was a warning that something was coming. That night, they awoke to Clint screaming bloody murder in the middle of the night. Everyone slept with one eye open that night in fear. The next day Clint looked visibly disturbed but nobody dared to ask. Steve learned quick to never ever offend Natasha, as did the rest of the Avengers.

Then one day Steve discovered something he was not supposed to.

He was walking down the hall while playing with his phone, attempting to learn how to use it. He was so busy staring down at it that he accidently bumped into something. He looked up to see that something was Natasha. Her head turned and give him 'the look'.

"Gah!" Steve yelled, he jumped back so quick that his phone flew from his hands. He shriveled away from her with his hands clutched into his chest in fear and eyes wide as saucers.

'The look' disappeared from her face and she looked amused but not smiling. "I scared Captain America." She said. "Cool." She smiled slyly and raised her eyebrows at him mockingly.

Then she walked away in that casual yet graceful strut of hers.

It took Steve a moment to compose himself as he watched her retreating back.

"Spangles," came Tony's voice from a nearby intercom. "I need you to review that new file."

"Coming," Steve said.

After finishing his overview of the new file, he had to deliver it to the next person on the list. Natasha. Steve knocked on her door and tried to regain his self-respect as he waited for her to answer the door. Jarvis's voice answered instead. "Miss Romanoff is not in her room, Captain Rogers. Would you like me to open the door to leave the files on her desk?"

"Sure, Jarvis. That'd be great." Steve said.

"Yes, Sir."

Steve entered Natasha's room without a glance around. He approached her desk swiftly, placed down the file on her desk and had every intention to leave just as quickly as he entered, when he caught sight of his name on her desk. He saw Captain America written in red and blue marker in an open journal on top of the desk. He pulled away the stray papers covering the journal to see the rest of the page where his name was written. His eyes grew big in surprise at what he saw in the journal. All over the opened white pages of the journal it had declarations of love for him. In pink and red ink there was things written like: "I love S.R." "Mr. & Mrs. Steve Rogers" "Mrs. Natasha Rogers".

Steve's mouth dropped open as he picked up the journal and brought it closer to his eyes. "Oh my…What the…"

It was a diary. Natasha's diary.

"What are you doing?"

Natasha's voice startled Steve. He looked up to see her standing in the doorway, staring at him with 'the look'. He froze in place and his eyes grew wide in fear. The diary dropped from his hands.

A/N: So what should happen next? Leave your answer in the review. Here's a picture I created of Natasha's diary entry that Steve finds, on my tumblr page… marthadanielle dot tumblr dot com slash post slash 27431224709 slash diary