Just a tiny bit of fluff.
Movie Night
"I don't know why I always let you convince me to watch your movies with you," Natasha sighed as she sat down on Steve's couch, cross-legged and her arms folded in front of her chest.
Steve entered his living room from the kitchen, a wide grin on his face as he answered:"Well, that must be because I know how to bribe you."
He stretched the arm holding the pint of Ben & Jerry's ice cream, and immediately, it was ripped from his hand by the redhead.
"You're the devil, Rogers," Natasha growled as she opened the ice cream and stared down at the dark content as if she was watching a target.
"Oh, that's new. Do you need a spoon, or do you want to eat it with your bare hands?"
Winking at her, he handed Natasha a spoon before making himself comfortable next to her, placing a few cozy blankets between them.
When he switched the TV on, the woman to his right asked:"What are we watching today?"
"The Wizard of Oz. It was the last movie I watched before I tried to join the Army."
"Hm, as long is it's better than Frankenstein last week..."
As the end credits rolled over the screen, Steve ran a hand over his face. Watching the old movies from his youth had something bittersweet.
A small smile played around his lips as he took in his surroundings. He had been way too fixed on the movie to notice the empty ice cream pint on the coffee table and the sleeping Natasha. She was cuddled under the blankets, curled up like a cat, using his thigh as a pillow.
Trying not to wake her, he gently wiped a little bit of chocolate ice cream from the corner of her mouth and switched the TV off.
She always fell asleep in the middle of any movie they watched, but nonetheless, she always agreed to their little movie nights.