⍟ Marvel one-shots volume II ☠

💝 Ѵдʟептіпе'ѕ ѕресідʟ: Call 💝

Pαιrιɴɢ: Sinthea Schmidt X Agent of HYDRA!Reader.
Word coυɴт: 276 words.
Sυммαry:  Sinthea and you flirted.
Wαrɴιɴɢѕ: Flirting.
A/N: This is my entry to Sweetheart Bingo Card, & square 7:

"Call me."

So, I posted this first on my Tumblr.

My  native language is    Spanish so I wanna improve my writing skills in  English if you notice    any mistakes, please let me know and I will  correct them.

I     don't give any kind of permission for my fics to be posted on other     platforms or languages (I translate myself my work) or the use of my     graphics (my dividers are included in this), I did them exclusively       for my fics, please respect my work and don't steal it.

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Marvel's characters (unfortunately), except for the original characters and the story.

One day, while Sin was supervising her operations at an elegant party, her eyes met yours as you were watching her.

You couldn't take your eyes off Sinthea; from the first training you saw her, she had something so mesmerizing to you. She noticed the attention and decided to come closer.

With a smile on her face, Sin approached you and said, "I noticed that you can't stop looking at me. Do you like what you see?"

You smiled; you knew there was a lot of competition for a place in her heart, so you were not going to let this opportunity pass you by.

Throughout the night, you and Sin wouldn't stop talking; she even started ignoring and rejecting anyone else who came near you.

"You have guts, detective. You intrigue me. If you ever want to discover the truth behind my façade, call me." Sintea leaned over and whispered in your ear, finally, as she handed you a small piece of paper.

You nodded without saying a word. The night went on, and the two of you parted as if to avoid drawing attention to yourselves.

One night, you finally dared to open the paper. You smiled. That was her number, or at least you hoped it was. You dialed quickly; you were holding your breath in anticipation of who would answer.

"You finally decided to call? What do you want, officer?" Sinthea's voice echoed playfully on the other end of the line.

"I want to know the truth behind the mask, Sin. Call me back," you hung up. "At least if it was her number, you also knew she would accept the challenge.