forty five

Natasha: as far as I'm concerned I don't blush


Steve: oh really? What if I do this *kisses her on the cheek*


Natasha: nope


Steve: *kisses the other one*


Natasha: nada


Steve: *hugs her*


Natasha: goose eggs


Steve: *kisses her hard on the lips*


Natasha: nothing


Steve: well, I guess I got nothing too... *walks away*


Natasha: ... *turns red as a tomato*

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