steve uses his shield as an umbrella for nat (sorry they’re my fave brolationship ;;;)

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“Well, it’s going to be a little while until pickup.” Steve squints at the sky. “We might as well make ourselves comfortable.”

Natasha is about to reply when the first drops hit her hand: big, fat things that plop in a way that would be satisfying, if it wasn’t on her.

“Great. I’m going to have a discussion with Thor when we get back.”

Steve laughs, and then the rain is abruptly cut off. Natasha looks up to see the underside of the shield, and Steve’s arm supporting it. He smiles down at her, haloed by the silvery underside in a way that’s way too unsubtle to be deliberate.

“Better?”

“My hair’s still going to frizz.” Natasha sticks out her bottom lip, mock-sulking, but she’s unable to maintain it in the face of Steve turning on his sad Captain America face in full force. “Yes, it’s better. Thank you.”

“No problem, ma’am.” The Captain America voice, too. He must really want to annoy her. Natasha decided to ignore it and leans against him companionably.

“Tell me when your arm gets tired. I’ll take a turn.”