As Natasha drags her fingertips across his back, Steve turns his body towards her, and despite how on guard he becomes, the way they rotate feels smooth and in sync. The tension that filled his shoulders evaporates though, as soon as he sees her however, and Steve’s already grinning. In this moment, truly, Natasha is a sight for sore eyes, and given how good she is at reading people, she’ll be able to see that he’s honest to God grateful to see her.

“This uniform might be the only exception.” Steve raises his eyebrows as he glances down at her dress. “You look stunning. Though I can’t say I’m surprised.”