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Sam is stubborn- she’s always known this It’s a trait she mirrors and admires, a steel like settling in her bones that helps her stand tall when the world is crumbling, but sometimes she wishes that he would cave. That he would think of himself. She found him outside, sitting on the fire escape and it’s winter, the wind’s whipping and the snow is falling trying to hush the world and heal it at the same time. She’s  not sure what’s happened now- but a letter from his mother was face down on the counter when she got home, and he’s just where she knew to look for him.                      Instead of letting him carry it alone-                      she sits beside him, wraps a blanket                      from the couch around his shoulder                      presses her thigh against his. There’s                      a silence that sits between them for a                      little while. Not uncomfortable- not for                      them, but not as easy at it should be.                                           ”It’s cold out here, Sammy.”

James was used to people staring at him because of his appearance. It used to bother him, but if people wanted to stare, they're going to stare. There was nothing he could do about that and he wasn't going to chance his appearance. He liked the way he dressed and the way he did his hair. But today, he was minding his own business and deciding which eggs to buy at the grocery store. But apparently there is a difference between natural and organic eggs and that was making it all the more difficult.

Natasha is strong. She can stare down even the best of poker players, stay hanging in the air for hours at a time but… it’s time to admit it. She needs some help. It’s strange, the uneasy desperation bubbling up inside of her. She’d au paired undercover once, in Paris for a supposed ‘diplomat’, and she thought this would be easier.  "Steve. I need your help." She says, looking down at the wailing baby in her arms. He doesn’t have much hair, just soft little peach fuzz, but he’s got the biggest bluest eyes she’s ever seen. And no matter what she does, he won’t stop crying. "Someone else has to rock this baby."

Steve is, of course, willing to do as much as he can to help a friend. Helping is just what he does. What he's always done. Whether it's helping an elderly neighbor up the stairs with her bags or punching some guy in the nose for daring to take a "no" for a "yes" in a back alley, he likes to help. So when Natasha asks him, of course he's willing. He just wasn't quite expecting this.

The Not-So-Domestic Meme - Send me a number and I’ll write a drabble about my muse: ∟ 13. switching your muse’s coffee to decaf

Honestly, it's a miracle Steve wasn't caught when he got up during the night, disentangled himself from Natasha's embrace and faked a trip to get a glass of water. What he was in fact doing was switching out all their coffee for decaf, because they both drink a startling amount of caffeine, and caffeine just isn't good for you. Steve's not into things that aren't good for you. His fridge is full of fruit and vegetables and organic, free range foods, his cupboards too, and he hadn't realised just how much coffee they were both drinking until about a week ago. Since then, he's been planning this day; the removal of caffeine from their apartment.

He comes back after his run to find Natasha awake. He smiles, presses a kiss to the top of her head as he makes coffee for them both. It's their routine; it's what they do. He hands her her mug, and leans against the kitchen counter, and waits. He takes a sip; honestly he can't taste the difference. But he's just waiting- waiting for her to say something.

"This isn't my coffee."

yes all of those things might be true but you have very beautiful eyes so that’s a plus?

Send a ‘!!!’ For my characters reaction to yours climbing into the shower with them 

Steve waits until he's sure the apartment's empty before he goes and showers, because he's had too any experiences with people (and by people he means Barton) busting in when he's trying to shower. When he hears the bathroom door open, he's automatically wary, but when Natasha slips in, he's a little relieved. Relieved, but still shocked.