Natasha Romanoff - Jealousy.

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It was one of those days again, when the billionaire called Tony Stark decided to throw another party of the year in his building for like, many times already in the past few months.

It was the time to dress up to impress again, you guess. Not like it really matters, well, maybe except for your girlfriend.

The thought of your girlfriend brought a smile on your face, smoothing down the red dress that hugged your body so tight - showing your curve perfectly. The dress was showing your collarbone, low enough to show your cleavage and the slit of the dress down your hip would show your thigh when you moved.

You loved this dress.

You can't wait to show it to Natasha. You smiled at your reflection on the mirror, satisfied at yourself for picking this dress for her.

You did your hair in a perfect messy bun, just like how Natasha likes it. You wore your favorite necklace that Natasha gave you, fitting nicely around your neck with its pendant resting on your chest perfectly.

Fixing yourself once again, you made sure nothing was out of place. Your hair, your make up, your accessories - before making up your mind and nodding to yourself in satisfaction.

Grabbing your purse, you made your way down to the party. The music was loud and the light was dimmed but enough for you to see the faces of the partygoers.

Tony was seen surrounded with girls, his stupid and annoying face was lit up at the girls that he has wrapped his arms around with.

You rolled your eyes at the smirk on his face when he whistled, clearly checking you out despite the fact that he was surrounded by girls already.

Ignoring him, you scanned the place for your girlfriend. It wasn't really hard because the team wasn't really scattered around, they were in the same circle. You hoped Natasha was there, mingling with Clint or maybe your best friend, Wanda.

You started making your way towards them but was stopped by the waitress who was offering you a drink. Thanking her while you grabbed one, you were about to approach the team when your eyes met Natasha's across the room.

Her gaze was looking you like you were the hottest yet the most beautiful human being she ever had her eyes on. The look on her face brought a tiny smirk on yours, your heart was beating hard yet fluttered so hard at the same time, filling your stomach with butterflies.

You sipped your drink with your eyes never left each other before making your way towards her.

She was eyeing you up and down with a look you know so well. She was checking you out but admiring you as well. She was awestruck at how breathtaking you look.

"Hi.." Natasha greeted breathlessly the moment you were in her space, wrapping her arms around your waist.

Wrapping yours against her neck, carefully balancing the glass in your hand at the back of her nape, you nodded to her. "Hey there, yourself." You smiled and greeted her with a soft kiss.

"Baby, you looked stunning in this dress." She whispered against your lips while she looked deeply into your eyes.

"You're not so bad yourself, babe." You brought a hand to caressed the fabric of her dress, fitting snuggly around her body like a perfect vision she always was.

She smiled and pulled back a little to put the glass in your hand away at the table near you. "Wanna dance?" She unwrapped her arms around your waist completely and interlaced your hand with hers, her fingers fitted perfectly with yours like a puzzle.

"Yes, please." You let yourself following her from behind as she guided you to the dance floor.

Moving closer, you untangled your fingers from hers and pushed yourself closer to her body from behind - stopping her from turning around to face you while you wrapped your arms around her from behind.

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