Marvel Women One Shots

Roommates to more- 🥵 (H.S)

Warning: Ya all know the drill, Smut for all the horny children.
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Hailee's POV
After successfully completing my world tour, I found myself on an impromptu backpacking trip to Palermo, the island of Sicily in Italy, wanting to take a break from everything. There's too much going on, and it's getting too much for me, so my best friend, Taylor, encouraged me to travel to take my mind off things for a while.

That's how I arrived in Italy, without any of my staff. I jumped on a cab once I passed the immigration, showing the hostel address I had booked in advance. I opt to book a room in a hostel instead of a hotel room because I want to experience life. A real down-to-earth life as Hailee Caribe Steinfeld, not the singer-actress Hailee Steinfeld.

Soon I arrived in a modern, vibrant-looking hostel that gave out a very welcoming vibe. A Casa di Amici. I made the right choice booking this hostel. I already have a good feeling about this trip. Thanking the driver, I took my backpack and walked towards the reception area to check-in. I looked around in awe, fascinated by everything.

"Ciao! Benvenuti A Casa di Amici," a nice-looking middle age lady, welcomed me with a bright smile at the lobby.

Though I was feeling a bit flustered at the greetings in Italian, I still put up a broad smile, using my barely learned Italian into use. "Ciao! Grazie. Sono Hailee Steinfeld"

The lady chuckled fondly as she led me further into the reception area. She walked behind her desk and pulled up a file, "Nice to meet you, Hailee. My name is Bianca, and I am the host of this hostel. You'll be staying here for two weeks, am I right?" The lady or Bianca now, grinning at me.

My jaw dropped at Bianca using English. I mean, I should have expected it. This hostel is widely prevalent among backpackers worldwide. The staff here should be decently equipped with various languages. I let out a light laugh, shaking my head. "Nice to meet you too, Bianca. Yes, I'll stay in a private twin bedroom for two weeks. Will I be expecting a roommate?"

Bianca nods as she verifies the booking details in her file before grabbing a key from her drawer. "Great! Everything's checked. Yes, Hailee. You'll have a roommate with you. Her name is- ah, there she is! Alessia! Over here!"

Turning around, I found myself looking at the most beautiful woman I'd ever seen in my life, and I've seen a lot of beautiful human beings, considering my line of work. My heart rate increases as she walks toward us with a smile so bright that it could light up the whole room. She's just wearing a simple black top with skinny jeans, black Dr. Martens boots, and a baseball cap worn backward. How did she even look so hot in such a simple outfit?

I visibly gulped as she stood before me, smelling her perfume. What is it? It is Afternoon Swim for Women from Louis Vuitton. Good choice. She's smelling really good and fresh right now. Like a deli- wait. What the fuck am I thinking about? I'm straight! Very straight! I just broke up with my boyfriend, whom I loved a few months ago. I shook my head, clearing my thoughts, and looked up at her, finding her already looking at me.

"Hello there! My name is Alessia. Alessia Germanotta. You're my roommate, huh?" Alessia extends her hand toward me, smirking. God, her smirk and her accent. Is that an Italian accent I'm hearing?

Taking a deep breath, trying to compose myself before grabbing her hand. "Hailee. Hailee Steinfeld. Yes, I'll be your roommate." God, I hope I didn't stutter.

We're both lost in each other's eyes, hands still grabbing onto each other's until Bianca clears her throat. We jumped slightly, startled, before Alessia let go of my hand, smiling sheepishly. She raised her hand to scratch her neck awkwardly, exposing her toned abs unknowingly. I let my eyes wander down before I hear Bianca talking.