Miss Romanoff - natasha x fem reader (college)

Chapter 8: City

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NATASHA POV:
A week had passed since our encounter and there was only 5 more days till Christmas so everyone at college was off on break. Meaning I hadn't seen Y/N In a while.

Today was the day we planned to go to New York, and I wasn't excited but I did want to see her face again. I  had no idea how I was going to get around this trip but I'd figure it out.

I pulled out my phone and texted her to see when she'd be ready.
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Me
-"hey you nearly ready, our flight is in a couple hours"

                                   Y/N
                                 -"yeah, meet you at the cafe in 30"

Me
-"wear something warm unlike that green dress ;)"

                                   Y/N
                                  - 🖕

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I rolled my eyes at her last message but found it fun at the same time. The fact she got frustrated with me but at the same time moaned my name when I practically breath near her was funny to me.

I decided to shower and get dressed. My suitcase was already packed so once I was done I left and went for a walk.

I ended up at the cafe just in time and surprisingly she was outside waiting. On time.

"Typical" i huffed walking up to her.

"What" she turned to me

"Late to my lessons but on time when it suits you" i smirked tugging my coat further over myself.

"Yeah well I'm slightly excited, I've never been to New York before" she expressed

"Well our hotel has a view of the whole city so you can see it in all its glory" i explained putting my hands in my pockets to shut out the cold.

"Here" she said handing me a paper cup.

I took it feeling the warmth of its exterior flood my hands making them all fuzzy.

"Thanks" I nodded unsure of what else to say. I didn't expect her to have bought me coffee.

"Latte with one sugar and no cream right?"

"Yeah, how'd you know?" I raised a brow

"I heard you tell the barista on that day when you walked in before class"

"Oh yeah I remember"

The tension increased as we both tried to find things to say but failed, falling into silence.

The taxi pulled up a few minutes later and we got in putting our luggage in the back. We sat next to each other on opposite sides of the window, turning our heads to face out at the streets. I don't know if it was on purpose or subconsciously but we both looked away. I mean maybe it's because the last time she saw me I had my face between her legs.

After a week of thought tho I realised it was probably a terrible idea and that it will never happen again.

Y/N POV:

I watched the streets and buildings pass for a whole hour, waiting to arrive at the airport. Once we pulled up I practically leaped out of the door and over to the trunk. Once we'd both got our cases Natasha payed the driver and we made our way to the gate.