Imagine Natasha buying Steve his first boba drink and not warning him ahead of time.
Steve swings his front door open without looking through the peephole. He can tell who it is just by the knock alone.
“Hey stranger,” Natasha says, one side of her mouth lifting into a grin.
“Hey yourself,” Steve folds his arms across his chest. He hasn’t seen Natasha since everything went down, since she let Steve and Bucky escape. “Been awhile.”
“You gonna invite me in? I brought drinks.” Steve can tell she’s forcing herself to pretend like it hasn’t been years since they last spoke. She’s doing a pretty good job of it. If Steve closed his eyes, he could pretend she was asking to come hang out with him in his room at the Avengers compound.
Her hair’s tied up into a ponytail on the top of her head. She’s wearing a simple pair of jeans and a tee shirt, somehow still making herself both completely disguised and the most gorgeous person in the room. She pats the spot next to her on Steve’s couch and he goes easy without question.
“You been okay?” She asks. She reaches one of her tiny hands and places it on top of Steve’s.
“I’ve missed you, but yeah, I’ve been okay.”
She smiles, says, “Good. Now try your drink. It’s something I meant to bring you back when we lived in Washington. I never did get the chance to.”
Steve just looks at her, noticing all the cracks in her facade, all the love and guilt in her heart shining brightly through. She signals for him to try the drink with a wave of her hand and somehow, he manages to tear his eyes away from her enough to do so.
It doesn’t end well.
“What was that?” Steve sputters. He thinks he just inhaled a marble.
She’s laughing, “It’s a boba drink. You can chew them.” She takes a sip of her drink and shows Steve the little ball stuck between her teeth.
Steve tries again, it turns out much better. He makes a pleased hum. “That’s actually really good.”
“What would you ever do without me, huh?” Steve knows what that means. It means, ‘I’m not going anywhere.’ It means, ‘I’m back.’
Steve leans down and gives her a big, wet kiss on the cheek. It’s real dramatic and sloppy. Nat groans and pushes him off. They’re both grinning at each other. “I don’t want to ever find out.” Steve takes another sip of his boba drink, promptly choking once again.