MCU imagines (wlw)

Coffee shop~Natasha Romanoff x reader pt1

Natasha Romanoff's POV:

"good morning, what can I get for you today?" the brunette woman asked, "can I get a large black coffee iced with two pumps of vanilla and whip please" "mhmm sure thing, and for you ma'am"

"can I just get a tea?" I said, not exactly knowing what to order, "what kind?" she asked and smiled, "uhm, green?" "with sugar?" "uhm, no..?" she raised an eyebrow, "okay then....that'll be 7.34"

Sam pulled out his wallet and took out a 5 dollar bill and 3 ones, "here ya go" he said to the woman, completing the purchase.

"you really need to loosen up romanoff"
"i'll loosen up when I feel loose" I replied to him, his comment making me angry.

"here is your coffee and here is your tea" the barista smiled at us, after she walked away I had notice she attached a small piece of paper to my drink cup.

*564-247-8391 I think you're really pretty* the piece of paper read, I smiled but not too noticeable enough for sam to realize. I pulled out my phone and typed in the number saving it to my contacts *cute barista* I put the name in, I never got the chance to read her name tag.

10 minutes later~

Sam and I finally left the small coffee shop, the rain hitting both of our faces, "oh my god!" sam screamed, "it's raining!" "no it's bright and sunny outside" I said laughing at his face.

"you guys should probably come back inside" a sweet voice said, we turned around to meet the brunette that had took our order, she had a sweet smile on her face, her eyes crinkled in the corner.

"yeah probably" sam said and dragged me back into the coffee shop. "gosh you're practically drenched, let me get you a towel" she said to me, she was right considering I was basically Sams human shield from the rain.

she came back with 3 towels, she tossed one to Sam and gently wrapped one around me, she took the last small towel to wipe off my dripping face, she placed the small towel into my hands and walked away.

y/n...her name was y/n

"oooh Romanoff has a crushhhh!" Sam whisper-yelled to me, I avoided eye contact with him, "Romanoff, does not" I said to him, completely dismissing him.

"yeah right, now close your mouth and quit staring, she might start thinking you're a stalker"

"what" I finally turned to look at him, furrowing my eyebrows.
"you've been staring at her for the past.." he checked his watch, "2 and a half minutes" he said, looking up from his watch.

"no I haven't"
"yes you have been"
"have not"
"have to"
"have I?"

shit...I have been....