After the events of Civil War, Natasha was laying low in Norway. Life in the quiet, forested outskirts seemed to suit her as she tried to escape the chaos of her past. It was there that she met you, her new neighbor—a soft, kind soul that she quickly grew fond of. At first, it was casual; just two neighbors sharing small talk over coffee, taking strolls together, and watching the occasional movie in her small, cozy trailer.

One night, after a quiet day spent hiking, you found yourself sitting next to her on the couch, a movie playing on the screen, though neither of you were paying much attention. The air was thick with unspoken feelings, both of you aware of the growing tension but too afraid to cross that line—until tonight.

As the movie flickered in the background, you found yourself leaning closer, your shoulders brushing against hers. Natasha turned her head, her piercing green eyes meeting yours, and in that moment, everything seemed to fall away. Without saying a word, you leaned in, your lips softly brushing hers.

She responded immediately, her hands gently cradling your face as she kissed you back—tentative at first, as if testing the waters, but soon, the kiss deepened. The weight of months of unspoken feelings poured into that moment, and before you knew it, Natasha's arms were wrapped around you, pulling you closer. Your heart raced, her warmth enveloping you as the kiss turned more intense, more real, leaving both of you breathless.

Pulling back slightly, she looked at you with a mix of surprise and a soft smile. “I didn’t think… this would happen,” She whispered, her breath warm against your skin. You smiled shyly, unsure of what to say, your heart pounding in your chest.

But in that moment, words weren’t needed.