You all step out of the facility and walk around into the garage.
"Woah." Astonished, you stare at Nat.
Jaguars, Lambos, Maseratis, Bentleys, and hundreds more line the walls of the garage.
"Go on. Pick one." Nat sweeps her hand across your view, pointing at all the cars. Like a kid in a candy store. You run a round, pressing your face against the window of the cars and peering in.
"This one!" You all step into the car and Nat speeds off, away from the facility. As you drive down roads you hear Wanda and Nat, both sat in the front of the car, begin to giggle.
"What are you two laughing about?". Wanda turns around to you and tries not to laugh.
"So is it Rogers? Or Barnes? Or both? Or Parker?" Wanda interrogates you and you burst out laughing - and start blushing. "It's all three isn't it!"
"No Wanda, please, I really don't want to talk about this." You continue laughing as she winks at you and turns back around. You continue to drive to the shopping centre where, as soon as you walk in, Nat runs up to a mannequin in the window of a shop.
"This one!" The mannequin styles a long, white, strapless dress running all the way down to the floor with a slit up one side. You all run into the store and try on the dress. It fits like a glove and hugs your curves perfectly. This is it. The shopping continues as you get your nails done, get lunch and shop for the rest of the day before returning to the facility. The entire common room is clad with decoration. Banners, balloons, firework projections (this was obviously a Stark thing).
"Did you girls have fun?" Your Dad meets you at the entrance. You all exclaim "Yes!" before dashing upstairs to get ready. Wanda sits you down in your vanity chair in your room and does your makeup. The golden goddess look. After painting your face to perfection, Nat and Wanda leave and get ready themselves. You stand out of the chair, walk over to your closet and begin to put on the dress. The zip wont budge. You run out into your room and stand with your back to you mirror, desperately trying to zip it up. To be honest, you look a little bit contorted. Not really the first thing you want someone to see.
"Need some help?" Bucky leans against your door frame with his arms crossed and looks you up and down. You freeze. How long had he been there for? Without saying anything. Even without your instruction, he walks behind you and pushes the hair that lays over your back over one shoulder, places his hands on the zipper and slowly zips the dress all the way to the top. You can feel his hot breath on the back of you neck, his cold hands grazing your bare back. You feel the zipper reach the top of the dress and turn around to him. You didn't realise how close your faces would be until it was too late. I mean your noses are practically touching at this point. The hair that he pushed over one shoulder, he pushes back. His fingers linger on your back a little too long. His eyes.
A pool of blue.
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Welcome Home
RomansY/n struggles to find her own path, after being neglected by her father and forced to take command of her own life, she meets a certain Peter Parker with whom she can finally be herself. But when her powers take control of her, she is stripped of th...
