Natasha's P.O.V
"Oh come on Nat! I promise this is the last dress!" Wanda pleaded Nat with the dress in her arms. "This is the one, pretty please?"
Natasha threw her arms up in exasperation, "Fine! But this is the last one!"
They had been at this for at least an hour already and she was getting fed up.
Wanda grinned at Pepper, Maria and Valkyrie before stuffing the dress into Natasha's hands and shoving her into the bathroom.
"Damn Nat"
Those were the only words that came out of all their mouths when Natasha stepped out of the bathroom.
She was wearing a floor-length red sleeveless gown which showed off her gorgeous body and curves.
As she admired herself in the mirror, Natasha couldn't help but think, 'I hope Steve likes this.'
'Wait what? Why do I care what Steve thinks? Get your head out of the clouds Natasha!' She scolded herself, willing her mind to forget what she had said internally.
However, what Pepper proceeded to say next didn't help at all.
"Steve is going to faint when he sees you," Pepper said.
"Yeah, and what's up with you and Rogers anyway?" Maria asked.
Wanda was busy filling Valkyrie in about what was going on.
'Gee thanks guys, that's about the last thing I wanna talk about right now.' Nat groaned internally.
Maria and Pepper contiuned to fire questions at her. "Did you sleep with him? Kiss maybe?"
Those two questions caused Natasha's head to hit the roof.
"WHAT THE FUCK?! NO!" She could already feel her face gradually turning bright red.
"I go in hiding with a guy for two years and everyone just assumes we've slept together?!" Nat protested violently.
"Woah chill out Nat. They only asked, nothing more. Unless..." Valkyrie spoke up.
"Unless what?"
"Unless you do actually have a crush on Steve but haven't told him yet," Wanda finished for her.
"Did all of you hit yours against one another's? Either that, or you guys are just plain delusional," Natasha rolled her eyes at the four women.
"Steve and I are just co-workers, nothing more."
But at the back of her mind, she herself knew that wasn't the case.
"Whatever Nat, keep telling yourself that," they sighed in defeat.
"Oh shit, we've still gotta choose our dresses! I completely forgot! We've only got an hour left!" Pepper exclaimed, glancing at her watch.
Well that sent everyone into a frenzy.
After a shocking fifteen minutes (only!), each of them had chosen a dress from Pepper's never ending wardrobe.
Maria had selected tight sleeveless black dress which had a nice slit on it's left side.
"Damn Hill, Sam's not gonna be able to take his eyes off you all night," Natasha had commented. And that comment got her a light punch in the arm.
Pepper's gorgeous green spaghetti-strapped dress was made out of ths finest chiffon imported from Paris.
And Valkyrie's sky blue and laced dress especially brought out her hazelnut brown eyes.
Wanda's dress was a beautiful coral pink that brought out her hair and showed off her curves.
Amidst all of the hurry, no one noticed that Natasha had already left the room. After all, she was a spy.
Natasha sat curled up on her bed, her knees against her chest. Her mind in a whirlwind.
"What is wrong with me?" Natasha thought to herself.
"You know what's wrong with yourself," The little voice in her head replied.
She did know, she just refused to admit it to herself.
But...but...I can't," She replied in her head.
"I'm not supposed to fall in love with Steve..." Natasha whispered.
There it was.
She finally admitted that she was in love. And she wasn't just in love with someone, she was in love with Steve Rogers, Captain America.
But he saved, while she killed just to spread blood. He was America's golden boy, she was a former KGB spy and an ASSASSIN.
Why would he ever fall for someone like her?
He derseved the best, and that wasn't her.
A tear unknowingly slid down Natasha's cheek, followed by another.
Little did Natasha know that while she sat hurt and alone in her pitch dark room sobbing her heart out, someone else was too...