The first time was embarrassing... but an accident.

It had been right after a debriefing. Steve and Tony had been at it again, getting in each other's faces and practically screaming their lungs out, both men red in the face. The hallway was cleared out – save for one no-nonsense redhead trying to get to the break room – from fear of being pummeled by a fuming Captain America or shot at by an over-angered Iron Man or worse; both. It didn't help that they hadn't had time to change out of their uniforms/armor.

Natasha had no clue what the hell they were arguing about – as they both had a nasty habit of veering off topic and nit-picking (more like stabbing) at each other's problems and flaws – but she was having none of it. Plus, the medical ward was currently out of aspirin or anything related. As she walked past the two, she kicked one of Steve's feet out far enough that he tumbled forward, completely caught off guard, and into Tony. The blond's lips crashed into the brunette's and all was finally silent. Natasha walked into the break room with a blissful half-smile-half-smirk on her face, scaring the shit out of the two new guards in there. (However, they didn't move to leave, as both knew the two alpha-males were still out in the hall.)

Steve's face went arguably three shades redder and Tony's eyes shot wide, but he didn't blush. Tony Stark doesn't – never has, never will – blush. There was a good 30 second's hesitation before their brains finally decided to work and the two practically knocked each other down trying to get away from the other. Panting heavily, they just kind of stared at each other so long that the guards in the break room thought Natasha had put a bullet through their skulls on her way through. Although not surprising, it was still a scary thought.

“That didn't happen.” Steve said quickly, standing up straight.

“What didn't happen?” Tony replied, clearly feeling like Steve felt but trying to hide it behind a playful glimmer in his eye. Steve nodded and the two parted ways briskly, each exiting through opposite ends of the hall. It was only then that the guards poked their heads into the hallway, looking this way and that but finding no dead bodies or any traces of blood. They exhaled in relief but nearly fell over each other suddenly as Natasha came up behind them and asked with amusement and an evident smirk on her face, “Is the coast clear yet?”

Notes

Haven't done any sort of multi-chapter anything for a while now, so here it goes! It's rather short, sorry about that! Second part should be up tomorrow. :P Let me know what you guys think, yeah? (I'd really appreciate it!)