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... The Show Must Go On ... Part 3

Y/N's POV

I get off the stage, and make my way towards the bar, desperately in need of a drink, or two.

"So, what favorite am I?" Carol questions

"Asshole." I mumble, while sipping on my vodka cran.

"That's not fair..." She whines.

"Well, I did say don't ask. Also, you are an ass for doing that to me."

"Yeah, I sent that request in while drunk... I'm sorry." She anxiously replies.

"Me too." I reply, with a sincere smile , then I lightly squeeze her shoulder and make my way to Nat.

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"Is this seat taken?" I question the beautiful redhead.

"Yeah, by you." She replies, yanking me down into the chair then pulling it towards hers.

"Damn, I know I'm a super star, but I didn't expect my fans to be this aggressive and clingy." I laugh out.

She slaps my arm lightly, then hooks hers with mine. She then lays her head on my shoulder, and I gently lay mine atop of hers.

"How are you enjoying everything?"

"It's great, I'm really glad Tony didn't hijack it and let it remain this small."

"You're welcome for that. I physically had to stop him multiple times. I also had to hack Friday, and train her to prevent him from sending out mass invites." I say, while finishing my drink.

She looks at me curiously to see if I'm joking, but quickly realizes I am not.

"Anyways, time for your speeches, and for me to rest my vocal chords."

"Speeches?!" She questions, and looks to me worried.

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"Romanoff, you've been an amazing teammate, and an even more amazing friend. I'm grateful for your dedication to the greater good. Your fierce loyalty is remarkable, and in the end your ability to lift everyone's spirits is beautiful." Steve begins the speeches.

"Rushman, or Romanoff, or whoever you are—I'm too drunk for this. You're my favorite Avenger, after myself of course. You're the easiest to look at, the one I trust the most to have my six, and you hold your own pretty well. Cheers to you on your special day." Tony takes the next slot.

"Nat, thank you for everything you've done to help me! I'm happy to know you, and to be here to celebrate all the great that you are." Bucky goes for the third speech.

"Natty, I got to go now." I whisper to her as Clint gets ready to go up.

"What? No. You just got here." She audibly whines, gripping my arm tighter.

"We'll have more time together when we cut the cake after all the speeches. I promise." I squeeze her arm, and she reluctantly untangles her arm from mine.

"Fine, but I'm not happy about this."

"I kinda got that." I chuckle, then kiss her cheek once more as I go to leave.

Nat's POV

I really need her to stop doing that, I'm just grateful she walks away without looking at me. Saves me the embarrassment of her seeing my blush, the Black Widow can't be known to blush...

"You're blushing." Yelena all but shouts as she plops into Y/N's chair.

"That seats taken." I grumble and push at my stupid little sister.