I wake up in my room, no idea how I got there. I sit up in bed and rub my head a little because it hurts.
I get up and start making my way to the kitchen. To my surprise, I hear silent humming and then notice a redhead. Natasha Romanoff.
"What are you doing here?" I ask instantly.
"Jesus!" She yells, I clearly scared her. "Good morning to you too," she then says, settling down again.
"Good morning," I say confused with furrowed brows.
"You passed out in my car so I stayed over to make sure you wake up." She explains while setting pancakes on a plate.
"The infamous Natasha Romanoff has a heart," I tease as I walk over to her.
"Can't let my assistant die when she has barely started working," she says and hands me the plate. "Now eat,"
"Thank you," I say and get the syrup.
"You know, you staying at my apartment uninvited is kinda creepy." I say after she sits down on the table as well.
As a response, she simply gives me a deaths stare. I laugh at her, only worsening it.
"Wait. If I passed out in your car, I wouldn't have been able to change my clothes." I say, causing the redhead to choke on her food.
"That would be the case yes," she says and drinks some of her water.
"My boss saw me naked," I think out loud and feel my face heat up.
"The dress was very expensive," she says as if that justifies it. Her making excuses is kinda adorable. This is definitely a new side to her.
"Mhm, right." I tease, causing her to blush a little.
"Anyway, how are you feeling?" She asks to change the topic.
"Only a little hungover, thankfully." I say and keep eating the pancakes she made me.
"I suggest next time you don't drink," she says bluntly.
"I'm sorry, Miss Romanoff." I apologize, half teasingly but also kind of embarrassed by my behavior.
"Anyway, you're alive and well." She states and finishes up her pancakes. "I'm gonna head home and then to work." She says as she stands up.
"Fuck," I gasp in realization. "I work on Saturdays."
"You don't need to come in today," she says with a cute shrug.
"Really?" I ask, honestly surprised.
"Yes, really." She says as she puts her jacket on. "I'll see you on Monday,"
"Yes, see you Monday." I reply with a wave as she gets out of my apartment.
What the fuck just happened? Am I still asleep?
***
After finishing up with breakfast, I decided to take a shower. A long one to relax my tense hungover body.
Once I exit the shower, I call Yelena.
"Hey, how was the party?" She asks right away.
"It wasn't a party Yelena, it was a work event." I say with a chuckle.
"Vse tak zhe, " (all the same) the blond chuckles, causing me to roll my eyes.
"Anyway, the reason I called you was because something crazy happened." I say and hear a gasp on the other side of the line.
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Professionally unprofessional (Natasha x reader x Wanda)
FanfictionYou, Y/N Vetrov, are a hard working, newly graduated, woman looking for a job at Romanoff & Maximoff Law in New York. What happens when you fall for not only one but both of your bosses? Who will you choose? - Y/N walks away from the table. It's...