𝙃𝙞𝙧𝙖𝙚𝙩𝙝 ‎✪ 𝘽𝙪𝙘𝙠𝙮 𝘽𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙚𝙨

𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙩𝙮𝙧𝙚

𝘈𝘯𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘢'𝘴 𝘗𝘖𝘝

"Where did Captain America learn how to steal a car?" Natasha asks curiously from the passenger seat.

"Nazi Germany" Steve answers simply.

"Mmm" My sister hums.

"And we're borrowing. Take your feet off the dash" Steve orders and she listens, making me smile in amusement "You too, Ana"

I curse under my breath, taking my feet away from the middle console and placing them on the floor.

"Language" He warns me and I wink at him, causing him to shake his head at me with a small smile.

"All right, I have a question for you, which you do not have to answer" Natasha speaks up "I feel like, if you don't answer it though, you're kind of answering it, you know"

"What?" He asks.

"Was that your first kiss since 1945?" Natasha grins playfully.

"That bad, huh?" He asks, glancing at me.

"I don't think it was bad at all" I shrug.

"You don't seem very sure about that" He comments and I roll my eyes with a smile.

"You're a very good kisser, Stevie" I assure him.

"I just wondered how much practice you've had" Natasha shrugs.

"You don't need practice" Steve argues.

"Everybody needs practice" She retorts.

"It was not my first kiss since 1945" He admits, glancing at me in the mirror "I'm 95, I'm not dead"

"Nobody special though?" She inquires.

"Believe it or not, it's kind of hard to find someone with shared life experience" He says sarcastically.

"Tell me about it" I huff.

"Well, that's all right. You just make something up" Natasha tells us.

"What, like you?" Steve retorts.

"I don't know. The truth is a matter of circumstance. It's not all things to all people, all the time. Neither am I" She clarifies.

"That's a tough way to live" He states.

"It's a good way not to die though" I respond.

"You know, it's kind of hard to trust someone, when you don't know who that someone really is" Steve declares.

"Yeah" Natasha nods.

"Who do you want us to be?" I ask curiously.

"How about a friend?" He suggests and I smile.

"Well, there's a chance you might be in the wrong business, Rogers" My sister replies.

We arrive at our destination and climb out of the car.