Chapter 56-The first dance
By: MysticFantasy
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"My butt's falling asleep from sitting down so long." Clint declared.
"Thanks for that information." Natasha said.
"You're welcome." Clint said with a smirk. "Think I need to get up to move around a bit."
"Speaking of which, you never told us how you learned to dance." Tony declared as he pointed to Steve.
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Natasha hadn't seen the captainin days and it really had her, and the others, worried. Finally, she couldn't take it any more and decided to find out why he locked himself away.
Not even knocking on his door, the expert spy picked the lock and let herself in. She right away noticed how quiet the suite was. Granted that Steve was a quiet person but now it was too quiet.
Feeling a little alarmed, she made her way to the bedroom and stopped short at the door. She heard the faint but sure sound of crying.
Quietly, Natasha opened the bedroom door. The sound of crying became clear and it made her upset that she had heard right.
Fully stepping into the room, Natasha spotted the hunched figure of Steve Rogers sitting on the edge of his bed with his head lowered. The quiet sobs racked his body but he didn't seem to acknowledge that someone had entered the room.
Natasha felt her heart twist in pain at the sight. She had never before seen Steve like this.
She walked over, knelt behind him, wrapped her arms around his torso and rested her head on his shoulder.
"Steve," she whispered.
"She died." Steve choked through a sob. "They called me and told me...she died."
Everything suddenly became clear. The reason behind his sudden withdrawl.
Peggy Carter, his first love, had passed on.
The next few moments passed by quietly with Steve still letting out his sobs. It was a few minutes before he seemed to cry himself out and just sniffled.
"I never got to have that dance with her." he whispered, his sorrow and grief heavy in his voice.
He felt Natasha's arm leave and he found himself frowning. He found himself comforted just having her there with him. He believed that she was going to leave but instead he heard the sound of his record player that he had found at an antique store.
The music of All you need is love began to play in the room and Natasha appeared before him. She reached down, took his hands in hers and made him stand.
"I'm not Peggy Carter but I can still teach you how to dance." she said as she reached up to wipes away the lingering tears.
"I...apologize. In case I step on your feet." he said.
Natasha lightly smiled and lead them to the open space of the bedroom. She showed Steve how to stand and where to place his hands. She felt the slight shake of his hands and it made her smile a little more. It made her realize that he's never even gotten this close to a dance with a woman before.
With quiet instructions, Natasha slowly led Steve through a few dance steps. The whole time, his hands had started to shake a little more.
"I'm sorry." he apologized as they came to a stop. "Jitters."
"It's alright. You're doing fine." she said and they continued dancing. Their steps stopped once the music stopped but they didn't pull away from each other.
Instead, Steve wrapped his arms around Natasha and hugged her.
"Thank you. Thank you for giving me this." he said and kissed her forehead.
"It was my pleasure." Natasha said with a smile and faint tint of pink on her cheeks.
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"Well...that explains why you were depressed." Bruce said softly.
"Sorry I worried all of you." Steve said. "Little did I know that learning to dance would lift my spirits a little."