Natasha keeps trying to flirt with Steve but he brushes it off because he thinks it is just her teasing him.
Natasha grinned when she saw Steve step out of the elevator. He looked nice in his plain black suit.
They were at another one of Tony's parties and she was currently bartending for him because he had forgotten to hire someone.
She had been bored all night, but now that Steve was here, maybe she could have a little bit more fun.
Steve caught her gaze and walked over to the bar she was standing behind.
"Hey Super Soldier." She said, leaning towards him with a grin on her face.
He smiled, taking in her appearance. She was wearing a floor length navy blue dress with a long slit from her thigh down on the side. "Evening Natasha."
She rolled her eyes. "Always so formal."
Steve shrugged and sat down at the bar. "Got anything strong enough to get a super soldier drunk?" He asked.
Natasha shook her head. "No. Why would you need to get drunk? Girl done you wrong?"
Steve shook his head. "No girl to do me wrong. I just figured that dealing with these parties would be a lot easier if I'm not sober."
"Oh come on Rogers. It's not that bad. Plus, maybe you could find a girl. I don't think there's a single girl in this room that would say no if you asked them to dance." She said with a twinkle in her eyes.
Steve blushed, was she flirting with him? He dismissed the thought quickly. Thinking Natasha must have just been teasing him.
Natasha waited for him to respond, but he just looked down at his hands and blushed.
She came around the bar and sat besides Steve, placing a drink in front of him. "It won't get you drunk, but maybe you'll feel a little buzz."
Steve took a sip and nodded. "Thanks...you've got a form of the super serum too, how do you get drunk?"
Natasha smirked. "I don't."
Steve furrowed his eyebrows. "Then how come last week I had to carry you up three flights of stairs because you were too drunk to walk?"
"I wasn't drunk. You just thought I was."
"And you willingly let me carry you? Who are you and what have you done with the real Natasha?"
Natasha blushed and laughed. "Well, maybe I like being in your arms." She told him, half joking and half completely serious.
Steve blushed but tried to play it cool. "Well, they are pretty nice arms." He said playfully flexing his bicep.
Natasha nodded and gave it a light squeeze jokingly. "Definitely the best of all the avengers in my opinion."
Steve became flustered again and took another sip of his drink. Natasha wasn't normally like this, sure she was flirty. But never like this.
She was really laying it on him thick tonight. And he felt like a fool for wishing it meant something.
Natasha watched him carefully, she had been hoping that if she flirted with him more then maybe he would take a hint that she liked him, but he seemed to be more anxious then anything.
She was beginning to worry that it was too much for him and that maybe he just didn't feel the same.
Natasha stood up. "I'm gonna go talk to Clint. I'll see you later?"
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Romanogers One-Shots
FanfictionSteve Rogers and Natasha Romanoff One-Shots to hopefully ease the pain from endgame.