Are you Real?

The dinner*

Walking into the kitchen Wanda leans against the counter smiling like a proud mother. My heart beats out of my chest seeing Natasha currently occupied talking to Yelena.

"Hi," I softly say, walking up beside her. Her eyes widen, "Y/n.." she breathes out, I look her worried, "you're...breathtaking." My body relaxes at her words, "Oh," I bush, letting out a breath I didn't know I was holding, smoothing out my dress,"thank you, you look stunning Natasha." I give her a quick kiss on the cheek, watching her eyes sparkle, lips tugging in to the biggest smile.

Her hand gently brushes my cheek. Placing my hand on top of hers shaking my head wanting her not to worry. "Are you ready to go beautiful?" She ask sweetly. "Yes, I'm ready Natty."

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She leads me hand in hand to a small table in a quiet romantic restaurant, most of the tables are empty. She pulls out my chair, "thank you," my voice soft, watching her sit across from me. The only light is from a few well placed candles. A waiter approaches and pours us wine, placing the bottle on the table.

"Good evening ladies, enjoy this Pinot Noir on the house, can I get you started with any appetizers?" Natasha nods looking at me, "pick whatever you want detka."

"Oh, can we start with the cranberry bites with brie cheese?" I look at her for approval, her eyes soft, nodding. "Thank you," I say to the waiter.

"Coming right up, I'll give you time to look over the entrees."

"Thank you," Natasha says to him.

"So detka, what are you thinking of getting?" She ask sweetly her chin placed on top of her hands, pouring all of her attention on me.

"I think I might get the roast lamb. If that's okay?"

"Of course, moya lyubov', get whatever you want," she says taking a sip of her wine, looking down at the menu.

"What are you going to get Natty?" She smiles, "hm, I'm thinking that I'll get the steak bites,"

"That sounds delicious," I look back at the menu, rethinking my order, she chuckles, "I'm willing to share," she teases putting our menus to the side waiting for the waiter to come back.

I notice Natasha watching me sip my wine, blushing, a shy smile tugging on my face. Natasha smiles warmly back, giving me a sense of comfort.

I can't help but admire her, my eyes move over her. Letting them take in her eyes, her nose, her lips. Traveling down to the curve of her neck. The way her red hair rests on her shoulders. My eyes meeting her chest, cleavage just peeking out from her dress. "I'm sorry, did you say something," I blush realizing I heard her say something but didn't register what she had said. She chuckles, her eyes dark, "I said, you look beautiful Y/n," she takes a sip of her wine peering over the rim of her glass. "Thank you, Natasha, you look gorgeous."

The waiter comes back placing the appetizer on the table, "are you ladies ready to order?"

"We are," Natasha says looking at me, "may I order for you detka?" I smile nodding. Natasha orders our dishes handing him the menus.

"How was your day Nat?" I ask taking a bite of the appetizer. She places her chin again on top of her hands, "it was alright detka," she looks at me sadly, "can I ask you something sweetheart?" I nod taking a sip of wine. "What happened with Diana?" I look down placing a hand on my cheek, she reaches for my hand squeezing lifting it to her lips, pain fills her eyes. I let out a sigh.

"I wanted to talk to her. I was going to tell her that, what was going on between her and I was over." I feel Natasha tighten her hold, her eyes hold a hopeful glint. "So..I walked into her office, and found her having sex with Carol."