A/N: Prompted by daria234 on the comment_fic LJ community: MCU, Steve/Any, a rare evening alone

The Loneliest Number

It was rare any more that Steve got to be truly alone. Ever since the Battle of New York, SHIELD had seemed determined as a group to keep him company.

"Natasha." He sighed into the phone. "Really, I just want to be alone in my apartment kitchen making dinner. No movie night, no date, no..."

"Cultural acclimation," Natasha agreed. "I get it."

Whoever was knocking on the door didn't.

"Coming," Steve growled as he pulled his food off the burner and went to answer. "Kate."

"Peace offering?" She held up an apple pie and smiled.

He laughed. "Come on in."