The Younger Agent - Natasha Romanoff x OC

Chapter 18 - Birthday Bash

"Have you seen my-" Natasha started shouting as she walked down the hallway from the bedroom to the living room, before she saw Eleanor in a short pastel pink bodycon type dress, hair curled and tied up in a high ponytail, "Woah". It had been a while since they had gotten dressed up for an occasion, and so when Nat saw her girlfriend dressed up her mind emptied. 

The younger woman smirked when she saw the state Natasha was in, "Jaw up Romanoff". 
Nat snapped herself out of it and started walking towards her, "Yeah, yeah", she responded quietly. When she had reached her she started lightly rubbing Eleanor's arm, "Thought you were supposed to be keeping a low profile", she husked into her ear. 

"Have you seen the women attending this thing? I will blend right in", Eleanor stated matter of factly. 
"Mhm", Natasha mumbled, then gently pressed her lips onto Eleanor's briefly before remembering that she was looking for something, "My purse, have you seen my purse?".

"It's on the sofa".
"Thank youuu". Eleanor always seemed to know where Natasha carelessly throws her items when she is in a rush, she did have a couple of years of practice at this point. 

Nat had to leave before Eleanor did, to help in getting the party ready, so the two bid farewell and Nat made her way over to Stark's mansion. Once there, she grabbed the box of watches that had been ordered for the occasion with Stark's requests seated in it. Box in hand, she got into character as she sauntered towards Stark's room.

Strutting in she said, "Do you know which watch you'd like to wear tonight Mr Stark?".

"I'll give them a look", he continued buttoning his shirt, so Natasha decided to start mixing a drink whilst waiting, gave her something to do and Stark usually likes to have a drink in hand. 

"I should cancel the party tonight, huh?", he said whilst turning around to face her.
Drink in hand, she also turned, "Probably".

Tony started to walk towards her and so she followed suit and went towards him too.
"Yeah, cuz it's um...".
"Ill-timed", Nat finished for him.
"Right, sends the wrong message".
"Inappropriate", Nat stated, once again looking at him with doe eyes. Not exactly the way that she wanted to be looking at him but she's good at her job. She was enjoying being able to ruffle some feathers, however. Might as well have fun with it. 

She handed the drink over to Tony who sipped it whilst looking at her, slightly flustered. "Is that dirty enough for you?", she asked in a flirty tone. Although Nat enjoyed ruffling some feathers with eye contact and other similar gestures, the straight-up flirting she wasn't all that keen on. Eleanor knew that Nat would have to do stuff like that during this assignment and didn't care, she trusted her, but Nat still couldn't help but feel slightly guilty. 

This made Tony even more flustered, so he switched the topic back to the watches, "Uh, gold face, brown band. The Jaeger. I'll give that a look, bring them over here". So she did, walking over to the cabinet and grabbing the box, then giving them to a now seated Tony, before seating herself on the arm of his chair. 

Noticing the bruise on his face was more prominent, she fixed it using some make-up. "I gotta say, it's hard to get a read on you, where are you from?", he asked her. Nat didn't want to be getting into details with Tony about where she was from, so she chose to deflect the question altogether.

"Legal". 

"Can I ask you a question, hypothetically? Bit odd", he asked, causing Nat to give him a small smile back at him, urging him to continue. This time she was genuinely interested in what he had to say because it didn't sound like his regular sarcastic self that was going to be asking this question. 

"If this was your last birthday party you were ever gonna have, how would you celebrate it?".

Big confirmation that he was ill. She gazed down at him, "I'd do whatever I wanted to, with whoever I wanted to do it with". Her real answer was 'with Eleanor', no questions asked, but she was undercover so turned her answer into a cryptic one. After she had answered Stark's question she stood and walked away to go and get into the dress she has for the party. Leaving Tony to stew in his own thoughts.