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Natasha felt so comfortable in her spot on the couch, laid back she stretched out her sore limbs from her bed rest which she first refused to until someone made her.
That someone is none other but her Captain America, Steven Grant Rogers.
The two weeks of bed rest was legit torture for the spy. Under 24/7 surveillance of Jarvis, it was impossible for her to even sneak out of the bed, as the AI would alert one of her fellow avengers to come and lecture her about how she should let her wounds heal up. After suffering from all the yellings from the girls, lectures from Steve and Clint, and last but not least yapping from Tony, she was finally cleared by Bruce to leave the Medical Bay.
That's why she can snuggling in the couch, but she missed being active, and she had decided to do something against everyone's will.
"Jarvis, who is in the tower right now?"
"Miss Romanoff, Mr. Stark is currently in his lab, while Dr. Banner is in New York accompanying Dr. Ross; Mr. Barton and Mr. Rogers should arrive at the Tower in an hour from their mission; lastly, Mr. Odinson is in Asgard with Dr. Foster." Jarvis answered.
Natasha smirked, that means she got at least an hour to go enjoy her training before anyone is back. She decided to ignore that Tony still exists, and the fact that Jarvis is intensely loyal to its Master. She hurried back to her floor, which is now shared with Steve, changed into her training outfit, and headed to the training room.
As soon as she stepped into the room, she realized how much she had missed being in here, sparring with her man, and enjoyed pinning him down with her hands and legs.
"Well, I guessed spies just don't listen to orders very well. What do you think will happen if I tell Capsicle, Little Red?"
"Shut up, Stark. You will not tell Steve." She threw more punches at the dummy, just like how Steve taught her.
"Yes, I will. And I know Cap is gonna put you back into that bed that you hate so much. And let's be honest, this time he wouldn't leave your side so easily." Tony Stark walked up closer to Natasha, put up his index finger, "but if you agreed with this, I promise I won't tell the America Golden boy where you have been and delete the surveillance video that I know he would check, deal, Nat?"
"You don't get to call me that." Natasha kicked the dummy a few more times before she returned to resting position, facing the billionaire, and saw him wiggling his brows, "Alright, what is going on in that smart ass brain of yours?"
"I developed an anesthetic for The Green guy. But obviously we can't test it on the guy now with Bruce away," Tony's eyes widened with fear, "so, alternative plan is to get it in Cap's system. If Capsicle remain knocked out for more than 5 minutes, then the anesthetic will work on Banner." As he speaks, he pulled out a blue-green coloured liquid, sealed in a clear test tube.
Natasha lifted her brows, both of her hands on her hips, "Really? You want me to inject this into Steve?"
"Or I can injected it into you, and you would be out for about 5 days." Tony shaking the tube, squinting at the spy who is giving him deadly glares, "I know Rogers wouldn't mind you getting more rest."
Natasha sighed, put her palm out, and Tony grinned.
"Tell me the result once you finish." Tony ran out of the training room, and reminded Natasha to clean herself up since someone is about to be back in 15 minutes.
Shit. Natasha cursed. Looking at the blue-green liquid, she inhaled deeply. How is she supposed to fool the only human being who is able see through her heart and read her mind...
Before she knew, the elevator dinged, revealing the super soldier and the Hawkeye, they looked a bit roughed up, light bruises on their faces, slits and scratches on their suits and limbs. Natasha immediately walked up to them both, but eyes are settled on her lover.
"Steve, are you alright?" She examined him for head to toe, scanning for major injuries, judging the way he breathes, he might have cracked a rib or two, but not fractured; no signs of burns which is good news; no bullet holes, relieving her even more not having to dig out any bullet.
"I'm fine, Natasha, no need to worry." The super soldier noticed the tube in her hands, "what is that?"
"Oh, um, it's nothing. Tony made it as emergency pain killer, he said that it should be strong enough for you too, Steve." She lightly gulped.
"Then your lover boy here could use some." Barton walked to the kitchen island and set down his bow, "I'm sure those debris that fell onto you, Cap, are about as heavy as Hulk."
"Barton." Natasha can hear the frustration in Steve's growl, he obviously didn't want her to know about this.
"Rogers, you are coming with me." Natasha grabbed the Captain's wrist, started to drag him in to their room. You might wonder how can the small figured spy like her is capable of moving the all mighty captain?
Because she is irresistible.
"Uh, Tasha?" Barton's voice ringed behind them, "Although I know you haven't seen Steve for quite a while but I really don't suggest you welcome him with in bed activities..."
Before he can finish, a knife glided through his left ear, then pierced itself into the painting on the wall which is five meters behind.
"Get change, and Drink this." She handed him the small test tube as he settled down onto their king-size bed and let out a moan, "I will get the kit to clean you up."
Steve nodded, and Natasha came back to a steady breathing Steve, eyes shut, laying on the bed. She smiled, both hands palmed his cheeks, and thumbs moved along those sharp cheekbones and the stubble, Natasha gave Steve a peck on the lip before she moved away to tend the visible wounds, she inhaled sharply when she lifted his t-shirt, and saw the large amount of bruising spread across his upper abdomen, she couldn't hold back her sigh, but still continued with her clearing underneath the shirt.
"Nat."
"Yeah? Wow. Looks like Tony's calculation is off again, the sedative didn't even last over 5 minutes in your system. Are you feeling okay?"
"No, my head felt like it got hit hard, my stomach in so much pain, and my legs are sore and tired." Steve raised his hand to rub his eyes, but he touched one of the scratch so he whined.
"Hey! I just tended those wounds. Keep your hands still. I'm going to get you something to eat." Then Natasha felt pressure on her wrist, "Let go, so I can go get you food."
"Just stay. I want you to stay. I wanted to say that to you when you were about to leave the cemetery as well but that never came out of my mouth. I was such a coward."
Although Steve is always honest, but this is getting way to odd. Natasha thought. And immediately she came up with an answer, and mentally made note to shoot Tony when she makes sure that Pepper is not around.
But she can sort of use this situation a little more...
"It's okay. I'm right here, not going anywhere. So tell me, why did you wanted me to stay?"
"Cause I wanted you by my side, because I liked you ever since we first met and introduced by Coulson. You just caught my eyes. You were so beautiful back then, and just more beautiful now. How we fought through everything, how in sync we are, made me realized that it might be more than just liking you."
"Huh, Soldier, do you sweet talk like that to all the women? I thought you don't know how to flirt with girls."
"I only talk to my woman like that. You are the only one. But you don't though, gosh I hated when you talk to Bruce in that flirtatious tone of yours. You weren't the only one who was hurt, I was hurt too. Seeing you and Bruce...I felt my heart was torn into pieces."
"That is all in the past. Me and Bruce both know that it was only the demon in both of our heart fooled us. So, Steve, do you still trust me to save you? Why did you from the first place?"
"Natasha, of course I still do, forever do. You are intelligent, rational but fierce in your own way which I loved the most, how you cared for everyone is more tha enough for me to trust you to save me and watch my back. You are the star that would guide me home when I'm lost, my guidance star." Steve brought her wrist up to his lips, kisses it and pulled her into his chest, "I was so scared that I might lose you forever, when I saw you covered in blood and rushed into the operation room. We waited for hours before someone rushed out for the room to get more blood."
"Did you? Oh my...Steve Rogers..." Natash raised her head, pushed herself up on his chest.
"Yes I did. Your serum was a derivation of mine so it worked. I was never more thankful for the serum in my blood, it was even more than the day I received it from Dr. Erskine." Steve held her tightly, kissed the top of her head several times.
Natasha's eyes are brimmed with tears, she padded his back, whispered into his ear to tell him to lay down.
"I love you, Natasha."
"love you too, my soldier."
The billionaire stepped out of the elevator, only seeing the birds sitting on the couch and they laughed so hard at something that's obviously really funny.
"What so funny guys?"
"Oh My God Hahahahahaha!" Sam Wilson, the falcon, rolled down from the couch on to the soft rug, holding his stomach.
"Tony! What experiment did you do again?" Clint wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, "you are killing us here!"
"What?!" Tony Stark looked around and found his reflection of the shiny elevator door and screamed.
"Ahhhhhhhhh! Pink! My hair turned pink! Ahhhhhh! What The Hell!"