Natasha turned back to the cabinet and started digging through the ruses again. There was actually more food up there than she thought there would be and she shuffled around some numerous canned vegetables, including some sweet corn and carrots, before finding green beans somewhere in between the rest. Plucking them from the self, she turned, moving hold them up in rather a victory gesture, but Clint was bent down, searching for something under the sink, probably a pan, and at the sight, Natasha felt her cheeks burn. The can slipped from her fingers and hit the tile floor with a thud.
The sound startled Natasha from her thoughts and hurriedly, but rather awkwardly, bent to retrieve the can with shaking fingers. Anyone else Natasha probably would have laughed it off, but her feelings for the other Avenger made everything much more accentuated and personal. Quickly, she put it down before she dropped it again and started digging through the cabinets for bowls and tried to keep her eyes on the kitchenware.