(Natasha's POV)
"So we will be observing today just trying to figure out who the hydra agent is." Tony was debriefing us before our mission tonight but I wasn't really paying attention. Its not like I needed to anyways and Tony tends to ramble. "Nat." I looked up and everyone was looking at me, "What?". Tony just rolled his eyes. Steve looked at me "Trouble with your soulmate again?". You see my soulmate tie is I can feel everything my soulmate feels. Whether that be them stubbing their toe like they do ALL THE TIME, or when they seem to be getting a beating of some kind, or just someone touching their hand. "No." Steve nods his head and looks back to Tony.
I have started to assume that my soulmate tie is one-sided considering they don't answer when I write messages on my arm with my finger. Or they could just not want to answer considering when I write its always me asking them, or well telling them, to stop being a dumbass and bumping into things. I mean with the amount of times they bump into things you would think they were doing it on purpose. Tonight we are supposed to go to some illegal underground cage fighting place. Supposedly there is a undercover hydra agent there, who knows how long it will take us to guess who it is. "fuck" I gritted my teeth and Steve looked at me surprised. "Nat what's wrong?" What the fuck is my soulmate doing it feels like they broke their finger.
(Y/n's POV)
This bitch broke my finger. I was reaching for the last donut on the table and this man yanks my hand away a little to hard and breaks my finger in the process. I mean I know how amazing food is but dang it ain't that deep. "WHAT THE FUCK" I screamed in the dudes face and popped my finger back in place. It will heal in a few seconds anyways. Ok I should probably explain where I am and the answer to that question is I don't know. I'm in the building I work at so I'm not completely out of place, but I am not in the right room. I was heading there but then I saw this room which had food on the table and I couldn't resist. So what did I do? I walked in like I was supposed to be there and no one stopped me. Now that your caught up back to the current situation. "WHY WOULD YOU BREAK MY FINGER OVER A DONUT?!" he looked at me like I was crazy "Cause its the last donut...duh.".
Fast forward a few minutes the mans name is Carlos and we are friends. I mean who wouldn't be friends with a man that's got their priorities straight like Carlos. He didn't mean to break my finger but he did mean to yank my hand away. I looked down at my watch, "Shit I got to run I'm late." Carlos nodded his head and I took off. I was so getting chewed out for being late. I ran into the conference room full speed nearly falling as I slid in. Everyone looked up at me from the table except for my boss at the end, "Late. This is the second time in the past three days." He finally looks up at me with his disapproving glare. "In my defense-" he cuts me off "Just go do the story I put on your desk.". I'm a reporter and a pretty good one if I do say so myself, probably the only reason I haven't been fired yet.
My story today was a murder case that had happened two nights ago. I did end up getting the story eventually but the cop I had to talk to that was on the case....BIGGEST ASSHOLE EVER. Like how do you hold that much asshole in your body it seems like it would overflow at some point or make you explode. I walk back into the bosses office and put the story on his desk he looks like he wants to say something but I don't trust myself not to snap his neck. So I walk out of the office before he gets the chance. I'm definitely going to the fighting club tonight.
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That's the end to chapter 2. I am new to this but it should get better as I go and I will update as much as I can. Thanks for reading! Also sorry if the chapters are short.
