Natasha Romanoff was a captivating woman, or at least to Peggy Carter she was. Every meeting they had together, Peggy's eyes would frequently find themselves drifting to Natasha and when the redhead locked eyes with her, even for a brief moment, Peggy dropped her eyes to her hands and she knew her face would grow as red as Natasha's hair. When this happened, she would pretend to pick at her nails and if she dared to lift her head, Natasha would raise one of her eyebrows and have a silly smile on her face.
Peggy wasn't due to go to todays meeting, so she let herself sleep in, which was something she rarely did. When she woke up, there was a message from a number she didn't have saved telling her to meet her on the roof at 6pm. What a strange request, she thought. It'd probably have to be someone on the team if they were requesting her to be on the roof of the avengers compound.
On her way to grab breakfast, as she was rubbing her eyes she bumped into Natasha, who was so focused on untangling some lights that her head smack banged into Peggy's chest.
"Oh my Gosh, I am so sorry Nat. Are you okay?" The agent panicked hoping she wasn't hurt.
"Pegs, I'm fine. I should be the one saying sorry, that was... embarrassing of me. Anyway, it was nice seeing you, but I have to run." Natasha spoke quickly.
This confused Peggy, but she brushed it off and went about her day. A couple of hours later, after she was done with her training, she received another message.
"Wear something nice." It read.
she was confused and a little bit afraid, but she wasn't going to admit that. She knew, if anything were to happen, she had the skills to protect herself. She had to remind herself it was probably one of the people she knew about to play a trick on her.
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Peggy was currently getting dressed, putting on a red, long sleeved red dress on with a slit down the leg, pairing it with black heels and her hair in victory rolls. Putting on some light makeup and some jewellery, she sighed, thinking she probably overdid it.
Taking the elevator to the roof, she applied some more lipstick and fixed her hair. She was incredibly nervous to meet the mystery person, even being 10 minutes early. She groaned as the elevator door opened and the cold air hit her. She stepped out, seeing lights draped around the roof of the compound, the sun only just beginning to set due to it being the start of summer, causing pinks and purples to set across her face.
The only downside was... no one was here. Or so she thought. Stepping around the elevator building was Natasha, who cleared her throat. This caused Peggy to whip her body around, eyes wide.
"Natasha! What are you doing here?!" Peggy huffed.
"Why do you think, Pegs?"
"It was you this whole time?!"
"Mhm. There's a reason I brought you up here."
"What is it, Natasha? I hope you didn't make me dress up for no reason?"
"No, of course not. You look amazing by the way, red is definitely your colour." She complimented with a smirk.
"So do you, suits are definitely your thing." Peggy shot back, a smirk also playing on her lips. "So..."
"So... I wanted to talk first, and if the talk goes well, well... we'll see about that."
Peggy nodded, waiting for her to keep talking.
"Peggy, are you interested in women?" She questioned, taking a step towards the captain.
"Uh, in what way do you mean?"
