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so, if I were to make another of the red room widows, who would actually follow her?

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so, if I were to make another of the red room widows, who would actually follow her?

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     Of course, it must be strange for man that        grew up in a time of war to find such affluence        part of his everyday life. Natasha does not make        the novice error of asking if she has a floor ----        she knew what she risked losing when she had        left them all.

                      “Tony has always been quite the hoarder. I'm                                                       glad he's actually getting on with the team.”

He’s grateful for the change of subject, for the gentle squeeze of her hand on his. He smiles, showing how grateful he is for the contact, and then takes a sip of his coffee. The change of subject has him smirking, lips tugging up to the left.

               "Ah—- yeah. Each got our own floor, on the top six levels.                      Said he’ll add guest floors. One room in a one’a them                      things is the same size as the apartment I lived in growing                      up. It’s incredible.”

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                      “&& what exactly would bring you                            to that particular conclusion, hmm?”

ofscarlet ( ♥ ) for a starter;;

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     She can see that Steve doesn't want to talk        about it, so instead of continuing the train of        conversation, she squeezes his hand with a        small smile of sympathy. While she needs to        talk to him about James Barnes && her own         history with him at some point, it seems that        now is not the right time.

                      “I’ve always preferred being a redhead.                             So what's this I hear about Tony building us                                                   each our own floor in the tower?"

Steve shakes his head and looks away, eyes cast down. change the subject change the subject change the subject. He doesn’t want to talk about this, not now, not now. He smiles at her, that sadness in his gaze that he never can help.

          "It—- It’s fine. But I do, yeah. I think it’s            really good; you look beautiful as always,            but it’s a nice change.”

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     Natasha shakes her head, not quite        sure what to make of the compliment. As per        usual, Steve leaves her on the back foot with        no intention of  even doing so. A light that is        not often present in her  eyes  sparks to  life,         && she  reaches  to  take  his hand into both        of her own.

                      “I'm sorry you couldn't find him.

                              ---- really? You think the blonde works?”       

Maybe she’s right; maybe he is different. The beard’s new, for one. But he’s a little more withdrawn, he finds lately. A little quieter. He had just come out of his she’ll when he was working with Natasha, finally getting to terms with the modern world, but this whole thing has set him back a bit. 

            “You’re different too. Blonde; it’s a good look.”

Avoid the question he wants to ask: different how? It’s a bad question, can surely only lead to trouble, so best to leave it out and focus on her instead. He does like the blonde. It’s different, but it’s good.

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                      “Of that, I am sure. I think he                              rather enjoys these little hide && seek games.”       

      I wouldn’t be surprised—       We’ll find him, though.

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                                      THAT FEAR.                                            Bite it down, leave it be.                                            Your nightmares &                                            greatest enemies                                            strive off that vulnerable                                            point. Let it show &                                            you’ll make history                                            books for all the wrong                                            reasons.

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She has no intentions of  ordering a        coffee for herself, but instead is        content  to  watch  Steve  as he         wraps large  hands  around  the        mug he has himself. She feels a        little like she's come                                   HOME.

                      “I'm glad Thor is sticking around.                             But you seem different. Not that it's bad ----”

        She cuts herself off with a small         shake  of  her head, pressing her         mouth into a line  to  stop  words         that could be taken as cruel from         spilling  out.  Natasha  cares  for         Steve, for this team. She will not         ruin it with thoughtless words.

He understands, and he doesn’t blame her for it in the slightest; he never thought she had left the team, not for a second, and so having her back is no hardship for him, and he really doubts the others will take too much convincing either.

            “Well, you know what they say -              a leopard can’t change its spots.”

He gives a grin, hands wrapped around his coffee mug as he drains the last of it. He wonders if he should order anything for her, or if she’s happy to just sit there. Steve, in the end, decides to just sit too.

           ”Well- nothing much. Hunt for Bucky             didn’t go too well, we hit a dead end.             Thor’s back, he’s a semi-permanent             fixture now. That’s about it.”

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                    “I looked there first. I think he                                 knows I'm looking for him.”

   [  Happy nods, leading her up the corridor.  ]

            If he’s not here, he’ll probably be in the workshop.

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                    psa — if we’re mutuals, this gives you unsaid permission to attack my inbox whenever you want, as much as you want, with whatever you want.  want to spam me with memes?  break your ask limit.  want to send me random messages?  break your ask limit.  want to leave me love?  break your ask limit.  anything.  everything.  it doesn’t matter what time of day or night, even if i’m not around, you are always welcome.  you always have permission.  i mean it.

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                  “After you, Happy. I'll                                       owe you one if you can find him.”

      Sure. We should probably check his office first.

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That brings a true smile to her face, &        she knows that he understands the        need to face the past. God knows        that they’ve both had it catch up to        them enough                  TIMES.

                  “You’re every bit the fool you were                               when I left. But —— thank you.”

        Being  part  of  the Avengers once more         will bring her a  purpose ---- &  one  she         has chose, not one that has been forced         to endure. To fight to                                    PROTECT         is a worthy cause, one that she will be         able to hold in her soul without anger,         something based on truth.

                    “What did I miss?”

The burden on his shoulders feels as though it weighs heavier as of late, dragging him down, making his shoulders sag and his back bend. He can’t help it, try as he might. He takes responsibility for his friend’s fate because if he had of inched out further, if he had of leaned over a little more- 

Bad thoughts. He pushes them aside. He gives a smile as he looks at her, however forced it may be.

               ”As far as I’m concerned, Nat, you never                 really left. You’re more than welcome back                 - however you feel about yourself.”

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Put a "◊" in my ask for a sticky note left on your fridge in the morning by my muse.

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                  "Do you still have so little                                             FAITH                                                    in me?"

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                                        █ — ⌈ ✯ ⌋ — █

                 ❝—Can I trust you with this mission, Natasha?                  Or am I to assume Fury gave you another one I’m not aware about?❞

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                    “If you're offering, I will hardly                                                        REFUSE.”

      D’you need a hand with        findin’ him at all?