In a world before Captain America emerged from his icy slumber, there existed a girl named Y/N, born with the extraordinary ability to command the elements: water, air, fire, and earth. Struggling to lead a normal life, Y/N concealed her remarkable...
—— Being a good person doesn't get you loved, it gets you used ——
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—y/n—
Me and Agent Romanoff where at the country bar where this cartel leader has his gang members hang around. We came in early in the morning to bug the area with cameras and mics, since our night will be going out to dinner with the leader and his wife.
A few hours we were finally done and we headed back to the hotel to get ready for dinner. I texted Hill and Fury to tell them what's our status in this mission for any updates.
"You can take a shower y/n!" I hear Natasha yelling in the room, I quickly placed the phone down and grabbed my clothes before stepping into the bathroom. As I made it through the bedroom I quickly froze in place as I saw Natasha in just a towel, her hair was still wet, she seemed to not have noticed me since she was facing the closet picking out what to wear.
I let my eyes linger from her exposed shoulder to her toned legs to which game mostly killed her enemies for being in between them.
"It's rude to stare." Natasha spoke, breaking my thoughts I looked back up to her face to see a stoic face. With panic I quickly apologized and hurried my ass to the bathroom, Turing in the cold water to calm my nerves down. ————-
I was sitting in front of a big mirror trying to get to figure out the mask situation that I'm going to be putting on for a couple of hours. As I was fiddling with it in my hands I felt soft ones on top of mine, I looked to my side and saw Natasha asking me permission to help me, with a nod I gave her the mask so she can put it on.
It only took a few minutes since she clearly knows what to do with this type of tech. I gave her a quiet thank you and I finally took in what she was wearing.
A tight strapless black dress that cut just above her knee, showing off all her curves in the right places. "I see we fit the stereotypical matching couple." Natasha teased, she slowly went up and adjusted my collar, she looked up into my eyes taking a quick glance at my lips while doing so.
"Why are you so silent, but when we were saving New York you were a chatter box?" She whispered, I cautiously landed my hands on her waist and whispered into her ear.
"I like to get the job done sufficiently Romanoff." I slowly pull back but not far enough, leaving a few centimeters between me and the spy's lips. Before anything g could happen the alarm on our phones went off, signaling that we needed to leave the hotel and make our way to the restaurant. I made the move first and pulled away and made my way to the notebook I will be needing for tonight, grabbing the key card and holding the door for the agent who seem to be a little distracted.
Tonight should be fun! ———-
It didn't take long for us to arrive at the restaurant, it was a very high end restaurant. Thank goodness the cartel leader suggested that he was going to pay for our meal.
