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The Entertainment... Part 1

Y/N's POV

Tonight I am expected at Tony's party, I miss the old days when I was there as a guest, but I've been "promoted" to entertainment.
All because I was dared to sing during a game of Truth or Dare by Wanda, who obviously hated Tony's current line of singers...
Sneaky witch!
I'm going to handle the first and last hour, the gap hour in between will be for heartfelt speeches for the birthday girl—
                       Natasha Romanoff.
I can't wait to see her squirm with all the sap that will be spewing from the team, and for my spectacular tribute performance midway.

Romanoff and I have been flirting with the possibilities of us for years. The first time I saw her I knew how perfect she'd be for me, but she was far from convinced about me. I knew this would be a long game, five whole years of long.

She wouldn't even give me the time of day at the first few parties. Then at the fourth party she had decided to step in and save me from a creepy party goer. It was a brief moment, but that's where I figured she had warmed up to my presence. After about the sixth party she had gotten so drunk that she playfully interacted with me, and it made my whole body ignite with tingling sensations. The next morning we woke up wrapped up next to Wanda.. It wasn't an issue to me, but Nat looked like she was a deer caught in the headlights. One wrong move and I would've scared her off for good.

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No One's POV

"Morning idiots... You two were beyond shit faced last night so I brought you here to babysit you." Wanda remarks as she stares at their disheveled states.

"Thanks?" Y/N questions in a raspy morning voice, and she could've sworn she felt Natasha shiver.

"Wanda, I don't get drunk." Nat deadpans causing both of them to giggle, and Y/N reluctantly, and smoothly untangled herself from Natasha.

"Natasha, you seem to forget the shot of Thor's special drink you took..." Wanda states.

"You mean the three we both took." Y/N corrects Wanda with a giggle.

"I hate you both." Nat groans and gets out of Wanda's bed.

"I hate me more!" Y/N shouts back, immediately regretting it as her head began to throb.

They both just stared at her confused, and it was that moment when Y/N realized not everyone understands a self loathing humor.

"What? Not everyone is a gorgeous witch, or beautiful assassin with access to counseling for their trauma." Y/N deadpans, again receiving pitiful stares.

"Guys, stop... I'm fine. Really!" She whines.

"You will be! I just set you up with an appointment with our counselor." Nat states

"Oh no, I do not plan to disclose the deep, dark personals for $1oo's I don't have."

"Tony's treat." Wanda states.

"Fine! If it'll make you guys happy." Y/N reluctantly replies with an eye roll, and goes on her way to use Wanda's shower.
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Y/N's POV

The counselor was great, I still see her monthly. We talk about my abandonment issues, and blah blah blah...

After that party our dynamic changed into playful flirting, and constant hangouts.
From movie outings, to girls night with Wands. Everything has been great, but I can't help but want more, and I hope she feels the same.
It seems like she does, she's grown to initiate cuddle sessions, and she stares at me longer than a friend would. She seems jealous when others try to spend time with me, and don't get me started on that 2 month period where I skipped the parties, and hangouts. I had decided seeing her all the time wasn't healthy for me, and constantly performing got exhausting. So I kind took an unannounced sabbatical from all of them. Then one day I found the witch and assassin at my door looking less than pleased.