Romanoff & Maximoff

Bout to get rich | Nat

Nat pov

"Oh this is my sister...y/n this is Agent Romanoff..." Maria introduced me

I haven't seen this woman before and I think for good reasons coz I would have hit it even if it destroyed my facade on Agent Hill

"You're an agent?" I asked licking my lips and looking directly at her innocent-looking eyes

"Yes...uhm...I was trained in Russia, and now they dispatched me here" She smiled like an angel

"You will be joining her on her first mission and are her senior agent now" Maria nodded not even looking and just tapping her iPad again

Her pen suddenly fell and they both leaned down to get it but my attention was quickly caught by y/n's chest being exposed since the zipper on her suit was not fully zipped

I saw how sharply Maria glared at me before whispering to y/n "Fix your uniform" she firmly said earning her awkward nod and doing it so

We talked about the mission and now on our way there "You seem nervous" I smirked driving and chewing a gum

"H-huh? N-No it's just that...you make me nervous" she chuckled

"Really?"

"Yeah, I mean you're the black widow"

"Call me Nat" I smiled at her

"Ok...Nat" She took a deep breath

We arrived at this place where we had to observe the transactions between these syndicates for us to report tomorrow and do our job

As soon as we stepped inside the club, I watched how frightened she was seeing all these people making out in the hallway

"W-What is this place?" She mumbled nervously

"You've never been into one?"

"No...what kind of philosophy is this" She took a deep breath still looking flabbergasted

"Oh hey cutie" A woman approached her making her gasp as if she saw a ghost and I was just laughing internally at how she was getting all culture shock

"Are you with someone?" She smiled at her tracing her fingertip against her neck

"I-I will shoot you" she suddenly says still with widened eyes and that's probably my signal

"she's with me" I nodded at the woman and she just looked at us weird

I pulled her over to go to the designated table for us "I feel like I'm having a vertigo attack" she whispered looking around

"Here try this special liquid" I passed her a bottle

"I don't drink"

"Ok, you'll need it tho" I shrugged taking a sip of mine

"Don't drink too much, I'm a bad driver" she nodded at me...How do I tell her this is my water?

After a few more minutes, the suspects came in, she mostly did the work since she has this photographic memory...can't relate I had too much trauma from my childhood to even remember a shit

"You don't look like Maria" I raised it staring at her face

"What do you mean?" She responded not even looking at me but focusing on the prospects

"If Maria looked like she hadn't slept, you look like u had 8 hours"

"We're not biologically related"

"Makes sense, you're a cutie"

"I prefer majestic but thank you"

"What do you mean you're not related?"