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Unrequited 3

A week later, I get a text from Natasha asking to spar, but I know for a fact this was a ploy to get me to talk about the other night. She'd been on a mission the past two weeks but I'm sure one of the guys or most likely, Wanda, said something to her.

I change into a pair of leggings and a cute sports bra before walking into the sparring room where I find her, Steve.... and Sharon? I subtly sigh, disappointed at the sight of them but quickly get over it before Steve and Sharon could notice.

"Oh, hey Y/n!" Sharon says with a small smile as I enter the room.

I don't know if I dislike her because she seems like a total bore or her rubbing me the wrong way, but I never was able to click with her like most of the others.

"Hey, hey." I say with the little bit of enthusiasm I can muster before going over to a smirking Natasha.

My dislike of Sharon was no secret to her, neither was my crush on Steve and now, my mystery guy from the other night.

"So... what happened last week? Heard you got into a fight of sorts." She begins as we start stretching, Steve and Sharon seem to be in their own little world but in my peripheral I notice Steve stealing glances and probably listening in and I roll my eyes.

I don't understand why the hell he'd care so much what goes on in my personal life when he's made it very clear he isn't interested in me.  I've warmed up to him a bit but we still aren't nearly as close as we were before back when we'd watch iconic films he's missed out on together or explore Brooklyn together.

"Ha! I guess you could say that. Honestly, it was the most fun I've had with a guy in a long ass time." I sigh out somewhat dreamily, before I could stop myself.

"Is that so?" Natasha smirks and not so subtly looks at Steve.

Although I can tell she's team Sharon and Steve, mainly because she thinks I'm too much for him, she's still a good friend of mine to vent to.

"Yeah but I think that night was it. I told him that I don't do dating or relationships." I stretch in a split and lean forward with my arms out for Natasha to pull.

"Since when?" She pries and I shrug.

"Well I haven't seriously dated anyone in almost six years, and whenever I open up to the idea it blows up in my face. So I decided one night with a guy whenever I need my needs met, is the way to go." I stand and get ready to spar and Nat follows suit.

"I see...."She aims a kick at my head but I quickly block it, grabbing her foot and using my enhanced strength to push her away.

"Well how was it?" She asks, dodging my punch.

"Incredible. He's basically got the same mutation as me, but wolf like abilities and he heals faster." I jump over her head and land gracefully behind her, before locking her in a headlock.

Once she taps my arm for me to let go, I do so immediately and assume fighting position again.

"What's his name?" She asks, taking advantage of how distracted I was and kicking me in the side.

"Howlett." I state simply, realizing that I know nothing about this man other than his abilities and what I'm assuming is his nickname.

"Howlett, sounds fitting for a wolf man. Has he got a real name?" She prods, and I land a quick jab to her side.

"I'm sure he does but I don't know it." I shrug, trying to act like I wasn't bothered when I know damn well that the very thought of him makes me wet.

Nat and I continue fighting until I become pooped, and only then do I remember our audience.

"Hey, so the guys and I were thinking of going to a bar to unwind tonight. Would you two like to join?" Sharon asks, as though we were friends.

 I'm so close to saying no but Natasha answers for me.

"Sure, we'll be there."
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Tell me why I'm in a SUV with Natasha, Sam, Bucky, Steve and Sharon. I mean I could be in worse situations and it's nice to see them all loosen up for once but I have been trying to get them out with me for months, so how is it that when Sharon asks everyone suddenly seems keen? We drive for about 15 minutes and end up in a very familiar parking lot facing a very familiar looking bar where I met none other than Howlett. I almost asked out loud if this was a joke but there was no way they could know this is where I was since I couldn't even remember the name of the bar myself.

I breathe in deeply and calm my nerves before exiting the car with the others. I walk into the bar, head held high and follow everyone to a booth in the back of the bar.

I scan the bar subtly, or try to when Bucky stops my action by softly nudging me to see if I'm okay. I smile to let him know everything is okay before hopping out of my seat.

"So....we're doing shots. What is everyone having?" I say, desperately needing alcohol in my system.

There's a chorus of protests, but ignore them as I walk over to the bar. As I walk to the bar, I feel eyes on me which builds my ego up a bit. Especially since I made an effort to look extra cute today. I was wearing a pair of black low rise jeans with a crop top that showed off the floral tattoos I have up my side. My locs were put up in a high bun with my bangs actually staying in place for once.

"Can I have two shots o' whiskey, four shots o' vodka an' five Budweisers please?" I ask the bartender and see him snicker ever so slightly as my southern accent bleeds through. 
He nods and starts fixing my order when I hear a familiar voice say, "So you brought your friends this time."

I turn around and see none other than Howlett, the man that's been the cause of my wet dreams for over a week.