So if you've read my one shots for a while now you probably know what happens now that Thanksgiving is over. Y'all are about to get straight up Christmas fluff (mostly) for a month straight because I'm obsessed with Christmas. If you've got any Christmassy request leave them in the comments below. I'm probably not going to use all of them but I'll do my best to do some of what you guys want! 

This chapter specifically is Natasha and Steve being tasked with getting the Avenger's Christmas tree, which wouldn't be so hard if Natasha didn't insist that they chop it down themselves. 

The drive from the Avenger's tower to a forest where Steve and Natasha could chop down their own Christmas tree had taken two hours. 

Steve still wasn't sure why they had to chop down their own tree but she had insisted and who was he to argue with her. 

"What about that one?" Steve asked, pointing at one of the first trees they came across that looked like it would fit. 

Natasha rolled her eyes, "Are you serious? It's way too small." 

Steve frowned, the tree had to be at least eleven feet tall, "How tall does it need to be?" 

Natasha shrugged, "I think Stark said eighteen feet tall." 

Steve raised an eyebrow, "How are we going to get a tree that tall back to the compound? It won't fit in the truck's bed." 

"We've got your muscle and my brains, I'm sure we can figure something out," Natasha said with a small smirk. 

Steve shook his head with a small laugh, "Why didn't Tony just send some of his machines to do this?" 

"Oh c'mon Rogers. Where's your Christmas spirit?" 

Steve gave her a pointed look, "Somewhere warmer. It's freezing out here." 

Natasha shrugged and held up the travel mug of hot chocolate she had brought herself, "I told you it would be but you didn't listen." 

Steve sighed, knowing she was right about that one.

"Besides," Natasha added, "Isn't your super soldier blood supposed to keep you warm?" 

"It keeps me from freezing to death but I still get cold." 

Natasha rolled her eyes, "You'll be fine. Lucky for you I've already found a tree." 

She pointed and Steve looked over at the tree to see a tree that was probably three times the size of him and he wasn't sure he'd be able to? carry it back. 

"That one?" 

Natasha nodded, "Problem?" 

Steve looked at the tree again and frowned, "It's a little big." 

Placing her hand on one of Steve's biceps, Natasha raised an eyebrow, gave it a gentle squeeze, and then rolled her eyes, "I think you can handle it."

Steve still wasn't sure but he knew arguing would get him nowhere. He grabbed the axe and walked towards the tree. 

"You sure about this one?" He asked, standing in front of it.

Natasha nodded, leaning against a different tree and watching him with a smirk, "Yup." 

Steve rolled his eyes and began to hack away at the huge tree. 

Natasha simply stood back and watched with a smirk, admiring the way that his muscles looked despite the fact that he was wearing a cable knit sweater. 

She resisted the urge to take a picture and instead continued to shamelessly stare at him until he finally managed to chop down the Christmas tree.

He turned to her after it had fallen and raised an eyebrow, "How are we gonna get it back to the truck?" 

"That's your job Rogers. You're the super soldier here." 

Steve gave her a slightly pointed glare before bending down to heave the tree onto his shoulders. 

He struggled slightly but managed to lift the heavier part of the tree. 

"Can you lift up the end of the tree?" 

Natasha rolled her eyes and walked over to the end of the tree that was dragging on the ground. She lifted it up over her shoulder and walked behind Steve as they headed back towards the car. 

When they emerged from the forest, Steve sighed and looked at his truck. 

"How are we gonna tow this thing home?" 

Natasha dropped her end of the tree and walked towards the truck. She put the axe and everything else they'd be carrying in the backseat and pulled out a few thick ropes. 

"Lift the bottom end into the bed of the truck and lay it so that it's going diagonal towards the hood," She instructed, returning to help lift the top end. 

She climbed into the bed of the truck to help Steve lift it up and pushed the top of the tree up until the trunk was all the way inside the bed. 

"Now what?" Steve asked. 

The tree was practically covering up the entire car but really they didn't have any alternative. 

Natasha climbed onto the top of the truck and had Steve toss her the rope so that they could begin tying it to the truck. 

They repeated doing so until they were pretty sure the tree wouldn't fall. 

Natasha, still standing on the roof, raised an eyebrow at Steve, "You think it'll hold?" 

Steve shrugged, "I hope so." 

Natasha tried to climb down from the top but the truck was slippery from snow and she slipped, falling off the truck. 

She'd of probably landed on her feet but before she could, Steve stepped over and caught her, his face turning bright red as he did so. 

"I knew I was falling for you but I didn't think you'd catch me," Natasha teased, though meaning every word.

Steve's face turned an even deeper shade of red and he gently set her down, "Are you okay?" 

Natasha nodded, "Yeah, now lets get out of here. I'm freezing. I'll drive." 

Steve frowned, "Why?" 

"Because if we get pulled over by a cop because this tree isn't legally tied to the truck, I've got a much better chance of talking us out of a ticket." 

Steve couldn't argue with that. 

He was oddly quiet on the drive back to the Avenger's tower. Normally, if Natasha was talking he would at least try to converse with her. Now he was just staring out the window and mumbling one word answers to whatever she said. 

Natasha reached over and put her hand on top of his, "Are you okay? Did you pull a muscle lifting the tree or something?" 

Steve looked away from the window, "Hm?" 

"I asked if you're okay," Natasha said, her brows furrowing with slight concern for him. 

Steve nodded, "Oh yeah. I'm good." 

Natasha didn't buy it but she decided to wait until later to push the answer out of him. 

"Wanna stop somewhere for lunch?" Natasha asked as they were driving through a small town. 

"Sure," Steve said, still looking out the window.

Natasha pulled into the parking lot of a small café and her and Steve walked inside. 

It was pretty late in the afternoon so there weren't many other people inside the diner. 

The waitress sat them down at a table and took their drink orders while Natasha examined Steve, trying to figure out what was going on with him.

"Thank you," He said when the waitress returned with his hot chocolate and Natasha's coffee.

Natasha took a sip and sat back, "Alright, what's going on. And don't try the 'I'm fine' bullshit because you and I both know something is bothering you." 

Steve frowned, "It's nothing Nat, really." 

Natasha glared at him, "C'mon Rogers. You've been acting weird since we left the forest." 

Steve sighed and looked down, "It's stupid Natasha. Really." 

"Try me," Natasha said, softening her glare.

Steve scratched behind his ear, "Earlier, when you fell off the truck, I know you were messing with me but I can't stop thinking about what you said." 

Natasha couldn't help but instantly feel guilty when she realized that he was still thinking about her saying she had fallen for him. She had been serious but she hadn't expected him to think anything about it, "What are you thinking about it?" 

"I'm trying to figure out if you meant it." 

Natasha bit her lip, "And if I did?" 

Steve looked up from the table, his eye's instantly lighting up, "Did you?" 

Natasha nodded, "Every word." 

"Every word?" 

Natasha nodded again, "I'm not good at feelings Steve, but I think I fell for you years ago. But like I said, I never expected you to feel the same." 

Steve frowned, "I do." 

"You do what?" 

"Feel the same," Steve said, once again blushing. 

Natasha smiled, "Then ask me out." 

Steve grinned, "Now?" 

"Do you have something else you need to do first?" Natasha teased. 

Steve chuckled, "Can I take you out for dinner tonight?" 

Natasha nodded, "Yes. But first we've got to get that damn Christmas tree back to the tower." 

Hey guys. This chapter is lowkey a mess but it's one of probably many Christmas themed ones to come. If you have any Christmassy request please let me know and I will try to do them! Other than that, please comment and vote if you enjoyed!