after yelena had left to go to her room because she was 'tired' it was just me, nat, wanda and sam in the living room watching tv until wanda paused the movie we were watching.
"let me get this straight, you two are both mother and daughter?" she said, shocked but with a smiled on her face.
we both nod and show her our necklaces. her mouth hangs open like she has just been told she's won the lottery and runs up to us, crashing us both in the biggest bear hug ever.
sam just looks over as us and nods, "wow congrats, i did not see that coming. it is way to early on a tuesday night to be hearing this" he leans back onto the couch sipping his drink.
"did i just hear an excuse for a party?" tony says, walking in the room. i say "yes" but at the same time i said yes there was also a "no". i look over to natasha and raise my eyebrows at her and she caves.
"fine, but nothing too extravagant" she says.
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"okay so party is tomorrow, congrats by the way, never would've guessed" tony says, once again entering the room. he walked over to us before saying,
"starts at 7, so be there at 9" he winks at us before shaking my shoulder, to which i flinched. he noticed this and apologized.
"sorry, force of habit"
and with that he had disappeared again. me and nat looked at each other and had a silent discussion before she spoke up, "right lets go and get you an outfit, plus maybe some extras" she winked.
we both went off and got ready. i didn't have much so i just brushed my hair and put some anti frizz stuff i found on my makeup table into it, then got changed into a pair of baggy jeans and a tight black top. i decided to pair the outfit with some white airforce 1s i found. whilst there weren't many shoe options the same couldn't be said about clothes.
i left my room and went to find nat. i knocked on her door and heard her yell 'come in' before i opened the door to let myself in.
she was wearing a red top with black jeans, paired with a black leather jacket and a pair of heeled boots. she had put a bit of makeup on which made her look more like nat i guess.
"you ready?" she said whilst putting in some earrings.
"more than ever" i replied.
after she put all her earrings in we headed downstairs and into the garage. nat chose to drive her corvette stingray, grinning to herself.
we got in the car and we headed off.
where to? we'll find out.
after around a 15 minute drive the car stopped inside a multi story parking lot. i had never been in one of these before, not that i remember anyways. it was honestly quite interesting.
nat noticed and pulled me into her, whispering, "we're gonna make sure you see experience everything you missed детка (baby)" she looked over to me and smiled at me, rubbing up and down my arm.
i tensed up as i hadn't been touched in years, at least not in a positive manner. nat saw this and let go, knowing how i felt.
i felt bad, so i reached down for her hand to hold. i grasped it into mine and suddenly i felt safer than ever.
we walked into the elevator and nat pressed a button before it went down. this one didn't speak, so i'm assuming it's only the one in the tower that does. the elevator doors opened and i immediately tensed at the sight of this many people.
i grabbed nats hand tighter and she caressed the back of my hand using her thumb. this seemed to calm me down enough to not have a panic attack right here.
nat led us through the crowd of people to a dress shop and we walked in. around us there were many different styles of dresses, long, short, long sleeved, short sleeved, everything you could imagine.
i saw a short red dress with a slit in the leg and admired it.
"do you want to try it on?" nat asked me, noticing my admiration towards the dress.
i nodded and nat got a worker to get me one to try on.
i was in the dressing room and took off my clothes. i put the dress on over my body and looked up into the mirror. it looked good, really good. it made my body looks nice and shaped it perfectly. however, you could see all my scars littered across my skin. the old ones, and the more recent ones, although they are still there.
my thoughts drifted from how good i looked to how bad i looked within a matter of seconds. i heard a knock on the door and waited for them to say something.
"can you come out and show me? i want to see" i heard natasha say.
i stood there for a second before deciding to just open the door and let her come in, not wanting anybody else see my body.
she came into the changing room and looked at me, eyes wide. she didn't say anything so i got scared and fiddled with my fingers.
"дорогой (sweetheart) you look amazing, how do you like the dress?" she asked, smiling.
i continued to fiddle with my fingers out of anxiety and said, "i don't like it, you can see my body too much"
her smile faltered and she took my hands, "honey, i promise you your body is beautiful. your scars just show people how strong you are. remember, pain only makes you stronger"
i appreciated that but i didn't feel right in that dress.
"i guess, can i try on a different one?" i asked, she nodded and left the changing room, letting me get dressed back into my clothes.
i came out holding the dress in my hand and put it on the rack that natasha told me to put it on. we then went back out in hopes of finding a new dress.
i saw a long black dress that had long sleeves but also a knee slit like the other one.
"nat can i try this one on?" i asked.
"of course, let's go ask"
i took a deep breath and looked up into the mirror. i liked this one. this dress didn't show off as much skin, meaning you couldn't see the scars scattered all over my body. the colour showed off my eyes perfectly and made my body look stunning.
i opened the door, wanting to show nat the dress.
the minute she looked at me her mouth fell open and it was as if she couldn't speak properly.
"athena, that's the one" she said.
"i think it is" i replied smiling, happy that i found a dress i feel confident in.
a/n
okay hi sorry i haven't uploaded in ages and i wanted to apologize. i just haven't had much motivation or ideas but we're here now so whatever.
this isn't proofread so there will probably be some mistakes, bear with me here.
i hope you all had a good christmas and happy new year!!
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something like blood | natasha romanoff
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