The Girl of my Dreams (romanogers)

Part 7

Clint

My eyes popped out at Natasha's text message, what on earth is happening.

"I'm getting married to Steve" is all she wrote. She has lost her brain somewhere for sure. And when did she fall in love with Steve, I know he is her closest now, but romantic love, when did that happen between them? And even if it did, why was she siding with Tony?, and why are they rushing it?, too many questions and no one to answer, I packed my bags and set off, Natasha is my sister, I need to take care of her.

The government issues were resolved and we were finally free, we had to sign the accords though, but they were reformed now, Cap made sure our conditions were fulfilled.

Sam and Wanda accompanied me back to the facility. They received the message too, Sam was hiding his feelings on this, but Wanda was excited. She was a kid, couldn't blame her.

We reached the facility, and I rushed to meet Natasha. She was inside her room, sitting on a chair by the coffee table.

"You seem lost" I said making my presence felt. She looked up and smiled.

"No, not at all, is everyone back" her voice was cheerful, she was indeed happy. I couldn't wait, I walked to her and grabbed her shoulders, making her stand.

"What are you doing Nat? " my eyes narrowed, "You.. this is a big decision "

"I know what it is Clint, do you think I'm a child" she jerked out of my hold.

"But when did you fall in love with him? " my voice was harsh and curious.

"I didn't " she replied in slow voice, "but does it matter Clint? Does it? " her voice intensified, "Don't you know how my love history has been? Everybody I loved broke me further, destroyed me, or left me alone to suffer" tears escaped her eyes.

I rushed to her and gave her a side hug, "Nat! Don't... but that doesn't mean you have to marry someone you don't love".

"But he loves me " she looked at me, moving aside and facing me, "he loves me Clint, something no other guy has, he cares for me , he loves me deeply, madly, honestly, he doesn't want physical intimacy for a short time, he doesn't want me to love him back, he just loves me and wants me by his side for the rest of our lives. He didn't even fight when I was trying with Bruce, he stayed silent for my happiness, and you know what? I want him to be happy more then myself now, because he his my family, my friend, and if his happiness is with me I would do it, if I have to be the candle that burns to give him light then I would. I would happily die for a man who loves me then for someone whom I loved and he gave me nothing but pain" she sat down on the floor and sobbed, "I have never had a choice Clint, never, I was forced into the redroom, forced to be an assassin, I joined Shield because I had no other choice, but today I have a choice, and I choose him, I choose to be his wife for eternity. Because I know he won't ever hurt me"

I sat down by her side, "Are you 100% sure? "

She nodded, "When he asked me, rather demanded, all I thought was yes, there were no second thoughts " she had a faint smile.

"I wish you all the best Nat" she gave me a bigger smile and hugged me with a faint thank you.

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Natasha

I was tired of answering the same questions now, first Fury then Clint and now Maria, thankfully she didn't push me as much and got excited for the wedding instead. The wedding was in two days, Steve wanted it to be over soon, I don't know if I should call him desperate or not.

"He loves you right? " Maria asked for the third time, okay she was pushing it, in a different way.

"No, we are getting married just like that" Sarcasm save me.

"Oh come on, I mean.. did he? You know.. kiss? " oh brother!!! Maria is impossible.

"He did, in a shower, passionately , for the first time I mean" Maria blushed, shit.

"I can't imagine how your first night is gonna be" Maria sighed heavily, shit!! I didn't think about it till now, first night, that means... we would be.. I should demand time.. No!!... he doesn't deserve it.. I am getting married with my own will.. I will... but how would I feel. I bit my lip.

"Don't worry, Steve Rogers is hot!! You won't mind" Maria winked, "No girl would actually "

"Enough! That's my fiancé, missy, only I have the right to think dirty" Was I being possessive? Yes, I was and I don't mind. He is mine now. I have the rights over him.

"Look at that jealous little soul" Maria pinched my cheeks, "I thought you weren't ready but you seem to be very confident" , No!! I wasn't but fine I won't show my nervousness to her.

"What are you planning to wear that night? I think I should gift you something " her constant winking annoyed me.

"Fine! Gift it then" I said rolling my eyes.

"Let's go shopping, we need to buy your wedding dress and jewelry and everything " Maria stood up.

"I can't leave this house till my wedding day, its a Rogers tradition, and about the shopping, Tony is taking care of that, go to him" I told her.

"Really? I'll go see what he's got" she rushed out.

Wanda entered as soon as Maria left, she had some books in her hands, no, not books, catalogues.

"Here, choose your bouquet, the suit you chose for Cap is already here, and he looks fabulous in it. " she handed over some catalogues to me.

"What about my dress? " I asked.

"Cap chose the best one, it would come by midnight, you can try it then ,its lovely, I just can't wait" from her voice, I could guess that it must be good but I might not like it, since things that appeared good to others, didn't actually appeal me.
I changed pages of the catalogue, absentmindedly, this stupid bouquet, did it really matter? But if I showed disinterest Steve might think I'm not ready, and that might hurt him. He deserves better. I tried to concentrate on the bouquets then. A particular one held my interest. It had beautiful red and yellow roses.

"Tell them I want this" I said pointing on it, "but I want the yellow roses replaced with the black ones, if that's possible, since black roses are difficult to find".

Wanda looked at me surprised but nodded and took the catalogues away.

The black roses would represent me, dark but still blooming, giving fragrance but no light, and the red ones represent him, that bring happiness to everyone. We might not be perfect but we complete each other.