Her hair freshly cut and dyed, she enjoyed the comfort of Yelena's pocket-full vest as she sat piloting the Quinjet.
"Sam I'm gonna go out for a run. I'll bring breakfast back." Steve walked out of the small safe house and locked the door behind him. As he was about to start his run, something caught his eyes. He smiled widely and took a breath of relief. "Can I come home now?" She said as she stood a meters away from him, playing with her pocket nervously. He walked towards her and enveloped her in a hug. He took in her familiar scent, the way she felt in his arms, the way she made him feel. "You're my home." He said.
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Romanogers life story (one shots)
FanfictionI want to write various stories about Steve and Natasha. Several scenarios of what could've been.
