Y/N POV- Natasha brought me to the small bathroom in her own bedroom. I don't exactly understand why she couldn't just take me to like the gym bathroom or something or just leave me alone all together as I requested several times.
She sat me on the side of her bathtub and began to gather the equipment to ease the pain I was feeling in my ribs. As she came back towards me, she noticed the purple and red colours on my knuckles to which she took my hands in hers. She rubbed lightly on my knuckles with her thumbs which, not to her knowledge, made me breathe in sharply as an impact of the sting. Natasha leaned back and grabbed the bandages and began to wrap my knuckles which I attempted poorly earlier.
I watched as she was pulled into deep concentration. I noticed how her eyebrows were furrowed and she was chewing on the corner of her lip. "You don't have to be gentle." I told her softly. This made her look at me, she held my gaze for a couple of seconds before saying "You should be more careful" clearly avoiding my implication of her delicacy toward me. After she had finished wrapping my hands she had requested that I take my t shirt off so she could bandage my ribs. Hesitantly I did, self-conscious of showing my bruises to her. I didn't want her to know that she hurt me. It made me seem weak.
"Y/N you don't need to put on a face for me, relax" she encouraged me softly. She traced her fingers lightly over my bruises as she held a face of guilt. "Natasha, what made you so mad at me?" I asked. She finished bandaging me up and rested her hands in her lap looking down. "It doesn't matter." She claimed. "Natasha..." I said lowly. "I was just feeling so many emotions and I got carried away and took it out on you but I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry Y/N"
A tear fell from her eye as she blinked and began rolling down her cheek to which I wiped away. My hand rested on her face as I rubbed her cheek with my thumb. "Natalia, look at me" I spoke softly. The new nickname I had for her made her tilt her head up at me. We stared into each other's eyes. "It's ok, I promise you." I pulled her into a hug, wrapping my arms around her waist as hers tangled around my neck. She buried her face in the crook of my neck as she let more tears fall. I held her tight as she sobbed into me, her nose was red and her cheeks were tear-stained.
I took in her whole scent and she took in mine. "Listen, we'll go to Stark's party later, we'll have a good time and then we can come back here." I suggested. I felt her nodding into my neck in agreement. "Ok" I said whilst smiling. I rubbed her back as she pulled out of the hug. "What are you wearing to the party?" I asked. "A black strap dress" She told me. "I'll match you." I replied whilst winking. "Alright" She said laughing. "But a suit obviously, you won't catch me in a dress ever." To this she laughed again. "Damn" I whispered to myself. "What?" She asked. Shit. She heard it. "Uh n-nothing" I stuttered. I truly am a mess. "Anyway, i'm gonna go and get ready and i'll meet you here at 6:30?" "Sure thing" She smiled. With that I thanked her for helping me and left.
It was now around 6 o'clock and I began changing. I got in the shower and had a quick ten minute wash. I got out and put my black shirt with my black suit pants on. Now it was around 6:25 and so I took my black striped blazer off the door and pulled it over my arms as I headed to Natasha's room.
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I lightly knocked on Natasha's door and waited. After hearing no movement I knocked again. I put my ear close to the door and heard muffled dialogue. Even though I knew it was wrong to intrude, I was curious.
I entered her room and stop in my tracks like a deer in headlights. I glared as her and Bruce were going at it like bunnies. She noticed me by the door and quickly covered up. "Y/N-" Before she could finish I left the room and headed down to the party.
It doesn't bother me as such, I just can't get my head around the fact that she knew that I would be coming in there. Poor choice of words but it's the truth. I strolled into the party room and greeted everybody. I headed over to the vip lounge and sat with an obvious manspread position showing my lack of care. I had a glass of red wine in my hands and there were two women on each of my arms touching my neck and my thighs whilst I was zoned out,staring deep into the party.
My attentiveness was renewed when two people entered the party, people were rushing over to them to greet them and compliment them. The redhead and her companion. She was wearing the black strap dress with a pair of black heels with a red base underneath. Over all of the havoc, she caught my eye. I rolled mine and stood up to head towards the bar. I hunched over at the bar, my elbows resting on the counter as I was sipping on my drink.
"Can we just talk?" I heard the raspy voice of a woman say. "Natasha it doesn't matter, why would I be bothered, it's not like I actually like you." The alcohol was getting the better of me which caused not particularly nice words to come out of my mouth. "Y/N what you saw-" "Natasha I don't care so either drop it or fuck off" I cut her off. With that she closed her mouth and sat next to me in silence. "Who were the women?" She asked. I knew she had something on the tip of tongue that she'd been desperate to ask. "Why princess, you jealous?" I replied smugly whilst fiddling with the switchblade that I held between my fingers. She bit her tongue as she attempted to defend herself before she gave up and just came out with "Would that be so bad?" I looked at her, "You trying to tell me something Romanoff?" She watched my lips as I spoke which made me smirk.
I moved my head closer to hers leaving no space between us. My lips brushed against hers as I said, "Bruce is watching." She looked around worried where she saw Bruce laughing with everyone else. I chuckled and said "So gullible love, you believe anything I say." I watched as she shifted in her seat and closed her legs tightly. "Hmm" I sighed, "You look uncomfortable, do I make you nervous darling?" Natasha exhaled heavily and parted her lips.
Before I could continue teasing her, Tony called us over for some games. It seemed as though they were already trying to decide on a game. Eventually, Tony decided that his final offer was 7 minutes in heaven which everyone agreed on and with that the games began.
