Natasha had to admit that sometimes Nicolae was a pretty decent guy. More than just decent, even. They sat together on top of the wagon, watching the sleepy Barton world pass them by. His bare chest was warm and comforting, and if she listened close enough, she could hear the gentle thud of his heartbeat. She’d have strangled that man long ago if it weren’t for moonlit nights spent getting drunk off each other and maybe a few too many pints. He wasn’t bad at all.
The next day, he stole her wallet and she kicked him in the balls.
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Natasha totally would kick his a** too. It would be awesome.