Marvel Women One Shots

A dream come true- 😍🥵 (F.P)

Warnings: Just plain fluff and spicy details
Requested by: @LoveYou3000Fourteen

Yn's POV
Naomi Scott disappeared from my birthday party after receiving a call. The next day her crush, Ella Balinska, posted on her social media with the caption, "Thank you for coming to me when I'm at my lowest." with a picture of her side face, eyes closed, sleeping soundly. From that moment, I finally gave up after an entire year of aimless waiting and erased him from my mind.

The following day, Naomi came to my house to look for me, with Ella tagging along. She was stroking Ella's face tenderly, looking at her with gentle, loving eyes. But the interesting thing was, though, I've liked Naomi for one whole year. I don't feel sad seeing her being all lovey-dovey with another woman before me.

I approached them with my usual smile, "What's up?"

Naomi hands a box over to me, "I'm sorry. I left in a rush that day and didn't manage to pass you your birthday gift." I thank her with a light smile.

"I'm going for lunch with Ella. Want to come along?" Naomi asks.

Scrunching my face in disgusts, I reject her, waving them goodbye. "I'm so not third wheeling, you guys."

As I turn my back, walking back to my apartment. I inadvertently hear Naomi, "See? My relationship with Yn is not what you think."

Scoffing to myself. So this is the purpose of her coming to me today. I have liked her for three years. Once she got the girl she was crushing so hard on, I went from a situation-ship date/backup plan to a friend. But what made me pissed off the most was them shoving PDA in my face. I feel like I'm offended.

When I got home, I sat on the sofa and casually threw aside the birthday gift she gave me. Without the two of them hanging out before me, I was inexplicably relieved and relaxed a lot. I am a fashion stylist and got to know Naomi while working as the head stylist for Aladin's production in 2017.

We were introduced to each other the first time she came over for her costume fitting, and we immediately hit off with similar interests. She's known for being a picky eater on set and having the habit of skipping breakfast, resulting in her gastric issues. I pitied her manager, needing to order special diets for her every day and ensuring none were in repeat for the whole four months shoot.

So I kindly took over the manager's responsibility to look after Naomi's meal time. I woke up an hour early every day to personalize her breakfast and bring it to her. This continued even after the shoot, as my office is located one level below the level of her management office. That morning after I appeared in the office empty-handed, without any breakfast for Naomi, my colleagues were surprised.

"Didn't bring breakfast for the Michelin gourmet? You guys fought?" That's the nickname she earned for her picky palate. My colleague teases.

I smile, shrugging. "Nah. Not fighting. I'm just lazy to wake up so early every day. Too tiring."

This topic was long forgotten after everyone focused back on their work. After a week, Naomi appeared in the office building, and I took no notice of it, thinking she was just here to meet Charlie (her manager) for some discussion. But instead, she came right toward me with a frown. "Why aren't you bringing me breakfast recently?"

Looking at her disapproving expression, my heart couldn't help but sink. "I can't bring you breakfast daily, can't I?" I snort, rolling my eyes a little.

She froze for a moment before she could formulate a response. An incoming call for me cut off our conversation. After I end the call, "I need to return to work. The Marvel studios are rushing for the black widow movie's costume design." I left in a hurry without noticing her eyes widening in astonishment.