Take me home : Natasha Romanoff x fem reader

Pt 4 Chapter 1 - A beautiful ceremony

Nat's POV
A week after getting the invitation for the wedding, officially this time, Y/n and I were asked to be Pepper's bridesmaids. She didn't really have any female friends and from what we gathered she didn't have any close family either. Of course we both accepted, very thankful she considered us close enough to be her bridesmaids. She took us to get our dresses and asked Y/n if she would do a speech at the reception. We went on a small hen night the weekend before the wedding, a nice spare night in a luxury, private spa. It was a little weird for me but we surprisingly had lots of fun.The day of the wedding came and we were getting ready at the compound with Pepper. I couldn't help but smile as I watched Y/n silently pick out her jewelry. We were both wearing the same dark green dress. She picked out a pair of my ear rings, small silver hoops that would compliment her dainty necklace. I rubbed my wet hair with a towel having just come out of the shower. "I can't believe Stark is actually getting married." She said, turning to look at me. "Crazy, do remember how upset he was when they were on a break. Gosh who would have thought." I replied. "Who'd have thought."She mumbled, turning back to the mirror to look at her hair. There was a knock at the door and Banner poked his head in. "Sorry, but you guys don't know where my tie is do you? Only I haven't seen it in a while and-" He asked hurriedly. Y/n moved her fingers and a black tie flew out of the wardrobe and hit Bruce. "Thanks." He smiled before leaving. "Why do we have his tie?" I asked, frowning at the wardrobe. "We were using it." She said cooly. My eyes widened when I realised what she meant but I said nothing. She got up from the seat at the vanity and disappeared into the small walk in wardrobe to get her dress on. I took a seat at the mirror and began to blow dry my hair. The blonde was growing out slightly but my roots weren't that noticeable. Y/n had told me to try curling it loosely and then pinning back the front so it was out of my face. I tried it, burning my fingers now and then on the curling irons as I wasn't concentrating. Y/n had put on her playlist and was singing quietly from inside the wardrobe. I smiled at her lovely voice and tried to put my focus back onto my hair. Y/n returned from the clothes, dancing slightly as she approached me. I was struggling to hold both pieces of hair back whilst I found a few pins. "Let me." She said softly and I let her put up my hair for me. 

"See, beautiful." Y/n smiled at me through the reflection of the mirror. I kissed the hand she had resting on my shoulder and picked out a lipstick colour. She watched me, still dancing slightly to the music. The next song was more upbeat and she grabbed the hair brush as she began to boogy around the room using it as a pretend microphone. I couldn't help but laugh. Pepper came back from having her own shower in my's old room. She had stayed the night at the compound, keeping the tradition for the groom to not see the bride before the wedding. Pepper had already dried her hair and came in wearing a white satin robe. 

"Ready?" I asked and the woman nodded. Her wedding dress was hung on our curtain rail, waiting for her. Y/n helped her with her hair, curling parts of it and pinning up others into a classy updo. 

"Where did you learn to do formal hair so well?" Pepper asked her.

"Well dad often had formal meals or parties with work that I would often have to attend so I learnt to do my own hair. I don't really know, I just learnt over time." She smiled, stepping back to admire her work. "Thanks." Pepper beamed. I handed her a glass of champagne as we continued to sing along to the music. Next was her dress. It was quite the challenge to get it on but with help from Y/n's powers it was done without messing up her hair. I did her make up for her and we had a second glass of champagne in the process. Once we had finished getting dressed Y/n made us a peanut butter sandwich each for the car journey. Happy was picking us up in one of Tony's blacked out sports cars. He wanted his future wife to arrive in the best car, after all he never did anything on a low scale. We were all waiting in the car, talking about small things as Y/n ran back inside to get her phone. She jogged back out to the car, trying not to break her ankle in the process. She got in the car beside me and we smiled at Pepper. "Excited?" She asked. Pepper nodded her head but she was also looking a little pale. "Just a little nervous." She admitted.