Good old fashioned lover girl - N.R [Reclaimed Post]
Reclaimed thanks to @maximotts (who's probably very bemused as to what this whole thing is about 😂)
This is pure fluff! It's back from when I was a newbie but was determined to try writing different dynamics. I'm not very keen on changing anything so I left it all as is!
SO I present to you: Good Old Fashioned Lover Girl (Vega's version)
"You really can hold your liquor, Romanoff. Rare to see many doing that."
"But you, I've-only-had-about-twenty-shots-I'm-still-sober?"
"Look, last night was quite a blur for me."
"AFTER the twenty-first shot!", she laughed, a soulful, lovable laugh.
"You're one to talk! Three shots in, you were practically using your tongue to inspect the inside of my mouth!", you retorted.
"I did no such thing!"
"Not-so-silent spectator, Carol Danvers would beg to differ.", Carol said, smugly.
"Shut up."
"How did you two start dating anyway?"
"We're not dating.", you said, and Natasha nodded.
'We did go on one date, though, as you know very well.", said Natasha, looking between you and Carol.
"Ah, yes, the mysterious one. You didn't tell me about it, for some... bizarre reason.", Carol said, throwing one leg over the other. "Neither of you, not even you, Y/N, after we became friends."
Natasha shrugged. "It's not that big a deal."
The glass clinked, and Carol nodded as she looked about the restaurant at all the interesting characters, but she just as quickly turned back to you both. "Well, then, tell me about it."
"It was a normal date! We went out to a disco, we kissed under the disco ball-"
"Though I'd have preferred the moonlight-"
"Y/N, no one asked." You chuckled, rolling your eyes, before gesturing for her to continue. "But we soon realized that we didn't- click. Weren't compatible."
Carol looked between the two of you. She leaned over, grabbing the entire bottle of champagne. "How much to make you talk?", she asked, holding the bottle up.
"It's non-negotiable.", you said together.
"Oh, no it's not. Tell me the best parts, at least?"
"Well, okay. It's about six-ish, right?", you began.
Carol nodded. "Right."
"And the doorbell rings. And I'm over here, freaking out because I'm going on a date with this... essentially, gorgeous woman, right? And she seemed to get anxious when I was going through my existential crisis, because she rings it again, and that's when I shook myself and I got the door, taking a deep breath. And there she is, Natasha Romanoff, in a beautiful silk dress, with flowers in her hand, like a perfect, well-mannered lady. And the flowers... oh, they're beautiful but nothing compared to her. And that's all I could keep thinking."
"Well, what I was thinking then was: Y/N hates the flowers."
"Oh, of course I didn't!"
"It looked like you did! You looked past them immediately."
"I looked past them, because past them was you." Carol smiled at that. "And then?"
"Right. So we went to a disco, flashing lights illuminating our eyes and smiles, and we're just about lip to lip. And she whispers, "Can I kiss you?""
"Wow, that's quick."
"What can I say? It was going very smooth, so I decided to take a chance.", said Natasha, shrugging.
"Yeah, so she takes the chance, and I said yes. And she kissed me right there, quick lightning bolt type sparks rhythmically splaying out on our faces like stars from the disco light, as we smiled against each others lips."
"And then I dropped her home."
"Such a good old fashioned lover girl, the way she treated me with love and care, but not like I was fragile and would break or anything. It was perfect."
"It sounds like you very much clicked. What went wrong?"
"My darling lover girl here, found someone else. Someone better."
You scoffed. Carol tilted her head. "Who could you have possibly found that was better?"
"I lied.", Natasha shrugged. Your eyes turned quickly to her. "What?"
"I just didn't think I deserved you, alright? So I said I found someone else.", her eyes were pleading, hoping eagerly for some kind of response that would relax her mind.
"You lied.", you repeated.
Carol looked between the two of you.
"Well, I actually did find someone else, and I'm very happy with her."
"But is she better?", asked Carol.
"What?"
"Is she better than Natasha?"
Natasha stood up, slamming her hands on the table. "I don't need to hear this, nor do I want to. I'm leaving."
"Just a second, Care, I'll be back.", you said, moments after watching her walk away. You followed her, not sure what to say. She stopped suddenly. "What do you want?"
You finally knew what to do. You took a gentle step towards her, turning her around before smashing your lips onto hers.
She blinked slowly, confused, looking into your eyes. You smiled. "Guess both of our pants are on fire."
"You haven't been able to get over me, have you?"
"No.", you laughed, genuinely. "I don't think I ever will."
"I just want to- There's so many-"
She held your hand, kissing it. "You know."
"I do."
"So what now?"
"I think Carol's just itching to know what happened."
"Or she's seen some beautiful woman and is drooling."
"Possible."
"Could we give this another try?"
"Yes. And let's make sure this lasts because there are billions of people in this world. But the only one I can see is you.", said Natasha, smiling.
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