@natandwandaseries <3 thanks legend - brilliant prompt. (For those who sent the others in ty I will get round to them at some point) (send in the first sentence and I’ll write some more.)
“You said you were okay,” Natasha’s eyes are accusing as Steve breathes heavily.
“Yeah well, I’m doing what you do,” he half smiles back.
Natasha’s look is harsh, as she frowns and almost growls as she holds the towel to his abdomen.
“Ow, hey.”
“No. You do not get to do that, you do not get to get hurt, and not say anything,” she admonishes.
“Clint tell you that?” he asks, trying to make the moment lighter. “It sounds like his words, more than yours.”
She seems to acknowledge his attempt, and ducks her head.
“Maybe.”
There’s a moment of silence before Tony drops down and looks at the gash.
“The shield hit me wrong,” Steve tells him, biting his lip.
“How did we end up here?” Clint asks, tying off his wound with a ripped sheet.
“You don’t remember?” Natasha looks up from her own triage, alarmed.
“No, I do,”
“We took rode a motorcycle through the streets for ten miles until we reached a train, hopped on a freight car, rode that for two hours, then jumped off at the first major terminal, walked for fifteen minutes,”
“I mean, here, in general. In this situation.”
“Oh. We are both trained assassins atoning for our sins by joining a secret government organization. Are you sure you’re feeling okay?”
“Great. Thanks.”
“But if you mean how we came to be assassins, I’d say we played the best we could with the hand we were dealt.”
*Paparazzi hiring Nat lookalikes to fuel the conspiracy theories that she is dead or in a coma, taking a page out of the March 2024 Princess Kate scandal playbook*
Yelena Valentine’s post caption: Happy Valentine’s Day to the one who gets me up in the morning, the kindest, bravest, most badass person I know. There is no one else I’d rather spend every day with. Thank you for being you, and all you do
Natasha’s Comment: This is literally just a bunch of selfies????