invisible string ─ s. rogers

party

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CHAPTER FOURTEEN
PARTY

Holy Ground (Taylor's Version)
Taylor Swift

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Daisy was nervous.

Actually- nervous would be an understatement..

You see, it was the night of the annual Stark Gala, June 14th, and Steve had invited Daisy as his date to the event.

So, Gray stood behind her in that moment, finishing the last touches of the dress she had altered. It was gorgeous, of course, but Daisy felt like she couldn't breathe. The dress was breathtaking- but she felt like it would've been worthy of another woman.

Nevertheless, she wore the black, ankle-length lace dress with confidence, and the makeup that her best friend had done matched it perfectly. Gray also was kind enough to choose out some earrings and a necklace, along with doing Daisy's makeup and hair for the night.

"You are literally going to cause everyone's jaws to drop to the floor." Gray exclaimed, stitching together the sleeves for adjustments.

Daisy scoffed. "Mhm." She sighed sarcastically. "You do realize that The Avengers are hosting that? There are going to be so many pretty people there. I doubt I would make their jaws drop."

"Aw c'mon! Have a little bit of confidence in yourself." Gray rolled her eyes, tsking. "And besides, I highly doubt that statement is true. Tony Stark may be a billionaire, but that just means he's probably going to show up in pajamas."

The two laughed as Gray stepped away from Daisy.

"How can you look so effortlessly flawless?" She asked, fixing up the woman's hair.

Daisy laughed. "I could be asking you the same thing."

An abrupt knock at the door pulled the two girls from their conversation. Gray immediately hid in Daisy's bedroom, giving a 'good luck' thumbs-up before leaving.

Daisy breathed in deeply before opening the door, being faced with her boyfriend's face. Steve held a bouquet of orchids in his hands, and he wore a simple black and white suit.

"Hi."

"Hello."

Steve handed Daisy the orchids, letting her smell them. Thank goodness she wasn't allergic to flowers, or else she'd be in the hospital at this time in the story, trust me.

"Are you ready to go?" Steve asked politely, smiling softly as Daisy reached to the side and grabbed her purse.

"I am now!" She beamed, letting Steve shut the door behind her as they walked out towards Steve's car.

Like the gentlemen he was, he helped Daisy in the car before he sat himself down, and when they finally arrived at the tower, he opened her car door before she could even put her purse back on her shoulder.

"Wow." Daisy breathed, enchanted by all the glowing lights. It was quite packed, but surprisingly, not a single Avenger could be seen in the main area.

Steve smiled at Daisy's shocked face. "Come on. We can meet the others upstairs." She nodded in response, face illuminated by the bright yellow and white lights.

They made it upstairs with no security issues, but Daisy assumed it was just because Steve was beside her the whole time. They met up with the rest of The Avengers and their dates in the lounge upstairs, and Daisy finally got to meet all of their partners.

"Hi!" She waved, immediately being engulfed into a hug by Natasha. Over the last month or so, they had become great friends, and it felt nice to have someone else to talk to that was part of Steve's friend group.

"It has been too long!" Wanda spoke as Natasha and Daisy split apart. A few days after Daisy had met The Avengers, she had met Wanda. "We must catch up on our own sometime."

"Most definitely." Daisy confirmed, being handed a glass of red wine from Steve.

"How did you know that this was my favourite?" She asked as she sat down next to him.

Steve shrugged and winked. "I have my sources."

Daisy looked to everyone, spotting mostly familiar faces, but some were unknown to her. One, a man with red skin, and another, a woman with light brown hair sitting next to Thor.

"Hi. I don't believe we've met." She talked to the man with the giant yellow crystal in his forehead first, genuinely intrigued by him.

"Hello Ms. Stone. My name is Vision." Daisy smiled, shaking his hand. It felt like the man had never had his hand shaken in his life, though. "I'm a synthetic body with a machine mind." That would explain it.

"Well it's nice to meet you, Vision!" She beamed, looking over to the woman sitting next to Thor. "I don't think we've met either!"

The woman laughed. "No, I don't believe so." She shook Daisy's hand. "I'm Jane. Thor's girlfriend."

"It's nice to meet you, as well, Jane."

After the introductions had passed, Tony somehow got a hold of the Asgardian beer, making him drape himself over the couch dramatically.

Daisy laughed as she watched his feet just touch Sam's legs, folding her legs on top of each other on instinct as she indulged herself in a conversation with everyone.

Even though they had only met a couple of months prior, it felt like Daisy fit in.

She felt like she could always talk about music with Natasha, they had such similar tastes in artists it felt real.

Daisy could talk to Tony about science, which she was very interested in during her high school and college years.

She talked to Thor about Asgardian history and regular history, and invited him to grab a cup of coffee at her library to read up on how different people wrote about Asgard.

She chatted with Wanda and Vision about cooking. Even though her and Vision had just met, they immediately bonded over their love of cooking and baking.

She spoke with Clint about archery, remembering her days at girl scouts and learning how to shoot a bow and arrow. Of course- they were fake arrows.

Daisy blabbered on and on with Bruce, loving to hear about his many stories of living in India for so many years.

And she could talk to Steve about anything, and he would listen.

He smiled fondly at Daisy as she stood up to get a refill on her glass of wine, an enchanting sparkle in his eyes.

As Daisy had predicted, everyone's jaws were not to the floor at her. But one was. And his was really the only one that mattered to her.

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Spinning like a girl in a brand new dress; we have this big wide city all to ourselves. We block the noise with the sound of 'I need you', and for the first time I had something to lose.