The Younger Agent - Natasha Romanoff x OC

Chapter 62 - Time To Mingle

After being dragged away from the lab, Natasha and Eleanor decided to nap for an hour or so. They had left at nighttime before going to Sokovia, where it was the morning at arrival time, and now it was early morning back in New York. So, all of the Avengers definitely needed some rest. 

Flopping into bed, they fell asleep in each other's hold and woke up feeling a lot more refreshed than before, so with a pep in their step, they made their way down to the kitchen to make some lunch.

"Your usual?", Eleanor asked as Natasha placed herself on one of the kitchen stools. She never really needed to ask, Nat was a creature of habit and had her favourite lunch every day. A peanut butter sandwich.

"Yes please", Natasha sounded rather chipper, even after years of being together, and how she had the same lunch 365-days a year, she loved the fact that someone could anticipate her needs. Eleanor noticed how Nat's mood would increase when she asked if she wanted her usual instead of just getting on with it and making it. It was the small things in life that caused the most happiness. 

She watched fondly as Eleanor made the two sandwiches and gently placed Natasha's plate in front of her, before hopping up onto the counter right next to her. "Do you have to practically sit on my sandwich?", she laughed and took a bite.

Eleanor shrugged as she began inhaling her own sandwich, "Your sandwich is fine. Anyway, what are you wearing on Saturday?". Tony's farewell party to Thor mixed with celebrations of finding the Sceptre was in two days. Stark found any excuse to throw a giant party, they had already had multiple in the time that they had lived at the tower, so the two always made sure to have clothes suitable for a party hanging around.

"Probably a white blouse with that new skirt I got, what about you?". 

Eleanor smiled as she pictured the ensemble, it would look great. "You'll look dashing my love", she exaggerated her English accent making Natasha roll her eyes.

"Answer the question".

"Probably that navy jumpsuit I got ages ago, the one I was going to wear to Colleen's outdoor baby shower but there was that storm so she cancelled and I said that she should still have had it because then it would have been an actual shower?".

Natasha blinked quickly a few times as she took in everything that Eleanor had said as she had spoken unbelievably fast, "Yes". 

"Yeah, thought I might as well wear it to something as it's been sat sadly in the closet for a while". Nat hummed in agreement as she took a sip of water, but spat it all over the counter when Eleanor added on, "Much like I was". 

Both women started laughing at the conversation and how Nat was frantically trying to wipe the side down with a cloth. Steve had walked into the kitchen to get himself a snack, but at seeing Eleanor almost falling off of the counter whilst wheezing, and Natasha shouting about how the cloth isn't absorbent enough, he just decided to let them be.

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Saturday soon rolled around, and the Stark party was in full swing. Natasha and Eleanor couldn't see it, but they could most certainly hear it, even though it was a few floors up. 

The music was blasting and the hum of muffled voices rang through the top quarter of the building. The pair wasn't a fan of these giant parties that Tony frequently held, they much preferred when it was a small gathering of close friends, but it was Stark so they expected nothing less.

"You ready to go?", Natasha walked over to Eleanor who was quickly flattening her hair down in the mirror after straightening it.

"I thiiink so, though I would rather not willingly get the headache of a lifetime". Natasha chuckled and agreed before linking their arms together and guiding them over to the elevator.