Her name...

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Y/N pov:

3:46 pm, 14th of May, the coffee shop on the corner of Hertish Avenue. I sat down in the coffee shop to finish some work and she walked in. Immediately my eyes snapped to her. The curves of her waist, the way her hair brushed against her back as she walk, the way her eyes smiled when she was talking. She obviously noticed me staring, I mean who wouldn't I probably looked like a kid looking through the glass of a candy store. With a slight grin, she walked over and sat down opposite me. She told me that, judging by the way I was staring mere seconds ago, if I wanted to fuck her I could've just asked. My cheeks flushed crimson at that and I said that it would be moving too fast. 

"I don't even attempt to kiss anyone until at least the second date," I said

"I could change that," she remarked. 

"I don't even know your name," I chuckled 

"Well, I guess I'm -" 

She was interrupted by the explosion outside and she basically dived through the cafe door. 

Since that day she's never left my mind. Natasha Romanoff. I know her name now because after that she was all over the news along with the other Avengers. But there's no way to get her now since, one she's probably in a relationship already, two she probably forgot I existed, and three she is literally an Avenger. That still doesn't mean I can't hope and while I obviously want to move on and live my life but something about her make me want to go back to that moment. 

A/N: A very short, very terrible one. It's 11 pm so ye. Ik i haven't been updating but life is being bitchy rn so.

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