No Feelings Attached [N. Romanoff × Female Reader]

𝐶ℎ𝑎𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑟 𝑇ℎ𝑖𝑟𝑡𝑒𝑒𝑛

"So, did you two kissed?" Wanda asked from behind the table, grinning mischieviously as she looked at me in the eye.

"What?" I sked back, looking up from my phone as I arched an eye brow.

Her grin dropped, looking a little disappointed. "Well... Tell me something. What happened last night? Was it good? How did it felt —"

"If I rate it on a scale of ten, it'd be eleven." I cut her off, biting my own lip to stop it from smiling to much.

"That good, huh?" She shot back.

"It was perfect!" I exclaimed like a little kid and she lifts her chin up.

"I'm so proud." She replied, making me giggle.

We fell into comfortable silence and I went back to my phone. After a few more minutes, Wanda couldn't sit still.

"I need details." She blurted out, making me look at her in amusement.

She sat next to me on the sofa, fully facing me as she took my hands in hers.
"Tell me the details." She demanded, and I snorted a laugh.

"We talked about random things, then we had bubblegum ice cream, and then..." I trailed off just to add more thrill, while Wanda listens intently. "We kissed." I nodded more to myself than to hers, as if I still couldn't believe that she kissed me last night. "Upside down."

"No." She playfully slapped my arm, her jaw dropping the slightes bit as she gaped at me. "Upside down, like the one with Spoder-Man?" She questioned and I could only respond with a nod.

"You should try it, you know." I had a suggestive smirk, making her scrunch her nose.

"With you?" She asked teasingly, making me throw a cussion at her but she dodged it.

"Good morning." Our heads turned to look who it was.

"Speak of the devil." Wanda wiggled her eyebrows at me and I playfully rolled my eyes.

"You were talking about me?" Nat asked, amusement written all over her face as her eyes landed on me.

"Uh, yeah?" Questioningly, I tried to hide the embarrassment but somehow, Natasha sat next to me.

"About what?" She asked, arching an eye brow.

"Uhm... About—"

"The kiss." Wanda cuts me off, smiling innocently as I looked at her in disbelief.

Natasha was nodding her head while she looks at Wanda. "Oh, what about it?" She asked, still not looking at me.

"I am not hearing this thing." Standing up from the couch, the two looked at me, but I pretended that I didn't saw them or whatever, and immediately left the room.

...

After a while, I found myself standing at the warehouse, talking to Killian about something that should've been talked about a few years back.

"-oh, no, you're the one who decided that we stay here." I argued.

"And you agreed." Killian retorded, making me look at him with a death glare.

"Y/N." The boss announced, cutting me off the conversation as I turned to look at him.

"Yeah?" I fixated my look on him and so did he.

"It's time." He replied sternly and I raised both of my eye brows.

"But I thought you said—"

"I know what I said, Y/N," He cuts me off again, sounding impatiently while Killian swallowed thickly who was standing behind me, afraid like a chicken.