A/N: There will be a specific part to start playing the song.
*At the restaurant, Steve and Natasha's first date*
Steve: *drinking his red wine, looking at Natasha closely, sets down his glass* I'm really glad we could do this. It's nice to be in a place finally alone. All by ourselves and no aliens hell-bent on wiping out half the universe
Natasha: *staring lustfully at Steve, not listening to a single word he was saying, snaps out of her daze, blurts out to cover up* Huh? Oh yeah. That's true. Preach.
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Steve: *smiles, knowing she didn't even hear him* I know. I have to ask you. Why did you pick this restaurant? Why does this place look familiar? *gestures around the fancy restaurant*
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Natasha: This is the place where you for the first time met my "other family" nearly 7 years ago and I had threatened you to pretend you were my boyfriend *smiles at the memory* so that I won't get judged by my judgemental mother and sister about me being a single woman in her 30s. You just wanted to get your takeout fast but you just had to pass by our table and recognise me. Alexei then asked you to hand-wrestle him. You won, no surprise there. But caused a show, causing the manager to kick us out. We ate your takeout we managed to sneak out, inside my car. Also the reason why I told you I'll drive us in my car. Also why I wore the same outfit. *pushes her seat back slightly to let Steve see her outfit*
Steve: *impressed by her memory* You remember that much while I can't even remember my own social security number.
Natasha: No one remembers their social security number, they can just look at their birth certificate.
Steve: *looks outside the window* Its getting dark. Let's pay and leave. Excuse me, ma'am. *signals the waitress*
*later that night, in the car, on the empty road*
Natasha: You look awake for someone who goes to sleep at 8:30. I was going to drive you back home and somehow drag your ass to your bedroom.
Steve: I don't know. Guess I'm not tired yet.
Natasha: Mm, 'Kay let me put something on for the ride. *presses the radio.Why don't we do it in the road? by the Beatles comes on, Natasha reaches a hand out to change the song, stops halfway, leaves her hand on the steering wheel* ( A/N: START NOW! OR DON'T. YOUR CHOICE. )
Steve: *notices her action, smirks* Wait. Stop the car. *places his left hand on her right shoulder, points at the sidewalk, with a flickering streetlight hanging above, climbs off from his seat, goes to the passenger seat* Right there.
Natasha: Okay. *confused, stops the car, beneath the streetlight* But wh- *Steve pulls her to the seat behind, staying on top of her, Natasha yelps in surprise*
Steve: Its like the song said, why don't we? *smirks*
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Natasha: *shocked, unbuttons his shirt* Sure, our first time will be inside my car, you will loose your virginity right at the backseat of my car, how cliché.
Steve: Who cares? But I will tell you, I can never look at this car the same way.
Natasha: Me too. Kiss me.
Steve: Here we go. *sees her trying to turn off the radio* What are you doing? Let the song play.
Natasha: Very cliché, Rogers, but don't care. Yep, will kiss you and further more. This is the best thing that has happened to me.
