┌──────⋆⋅☆⋅⋆──────┐ Chapter 17 Old enemies └──────⋆⋅☆⋅⋆──────┘
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"Where on earth did Captain America learn to steal a car?"
Tessa, along with Natasha and Jungkook, was beyond impressed, more shocked, that Steve Rogers of all people, knew how to steal a car. So much for the man who could do no wrong, his red, white and blue heart had the smallest smudge of black now.
Natasha rode shotgun in the stolen car, with her feet propped up on the dash. Tessa and Jungkook where once again, banished to sit in the back.
"Nazi Germany," Steve answers her, and Tessa hums in response, impressed. "And we're borrowing. Take your feet off the dash." The young girl was no longer impressed, especially when he pushed the spy's feet from off the dash. Jungkook, who was no longer a dog, laughed.
Natasha stares at Steve for a few seconds, as if dwelling on whether or not to say what she was about to or not. "All right, I have a question for you, which you do not have to answer, Steve. I feel like, if you don't answer it, though, you're kind of answering it, you know."
"What?" Steve asks her harshly, hoping to get the assassin to hurry it up - it was as if he already knew what the redhead was going to ask.
"Was that your first kiss since 1945?" Natasha questions him, a smile on her lips.
Steve glances over his shoulder at the two sat in the back. They were both leant forward, eager for the Captain to spill the tea on his love life.
He sighs, "That bad, huh?"
"I didn't say that," Natasha shook her head.
"It's kinda bad," Tessa whispered.
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Jungkook pushed the girl back in her seat and laughed as she winced, having hit her head against the car doors window. "You deserved that." He said with a smirk. Tessa only glared at him.
