Indigo Meets Scarlet (Wanda x Y/n)

chapter thirtyone

playlist - ultimate party playlist

Wanda POV

"She's taking the piss now." Nat grumbles, downing the rest of her drink. 

The entire floor was packed with unfamiliar faces, and as time had passed the sound of jeers and laughter had gotten louder as everyone became more intoxicated. We were sat at the bar that had been set up in the kitchen, and I had been absentmindedly observing the guests that come and go from the snack table as I sip my soda.

"Who?" I swivel in my stool to give the redhead my full attention.

"Y/n. It's 9:20, the party started over an hour ago. And I know she's in this building."

We had both heard Y/n and her friend in her room as we passed to go down to the party earlier. I had figured out early this afternoon that Y/n had set Nat and me up to spend the day together, and I don't know about Nat but I wasn't mad about it. 

I had actually had a really great day getting to know Natasha, and it was nice to go out and get all dressed up, even if I do wish Y/n had been there too.

The music in the living room stopped midsong and 'Babara Streisand' comes on, the volume turned loud enough to feel the vibrations through the floor. Natasha lets out a low breath, sliding off her stool and grabbing her newly filled glass.

"That'll be her."

I follow Nat into the living room where we find a crowd gathered around the DJ podium that had been constructed upon the small platform in the corner of the room. 

My eyes land on Y/n and I feel my heart palpitate in my chest. I had only ever seen her in her combat suit, training clothes or just a baggy jumper and joggers. 

She was wearing a short, navy dress, her y/h/c hair in two small braids on top of her head with the rest lightly curled down her back. I couldn't see her face, as she had her head tipped back whilst a brunette girl poured what looked like vodka into her mouth as the crowd cheer her on.

*Shit, she looks hot.*

The thought shoves into my head, and I frown, realising it isn't my own. I mean, I agree, but it had a masculine tone to it. I scan the crowd, finally landing on Bucky, who was gawking at Y/n from beside Steve. 

Tension begins to simmer in my chest and I feel my eyes narrow as I watch him ogle her, forcing every muscle in my body not to go over there and smack him. 

Was I jealous?

Y/n jump's down from the stand, her friend follows her and the crowd opens up, creating a dance floor and the two girls begin to jump to the beat. People begin to join in until the whole room is erratically leaping around under the now flashing lights. Nat pushes her way through the crowd, her hand in mine so I don't get left behind.

"Natasha! Wanda! Hey!" Y/n squeals when she spots us, hauling the redhead into a hug.

"You're late." Nat scowls at the girl, but you can tell she isn't serious as she tightens her arms around Y/n's shoulders.

"Fashionably late though, am I right?" She motions at her outfit, giving a little twirl. 

"Indeed. And this must be Emilia, it's so nice to finally meet you!"

"It's so great to finally meet you too! And you must be Wanda, hi!" 

Her accent is similar to Y/n as she grins at me, and I give her a small wave.
I bring my attention back to Y/n, realising her sharp y/e/c eyes travelling down my body, inspecting my outfit, before raking back up to my face.