The Mystery Stark

Chapter 13: Co-Pilot

Y/N's POV

"You're late."
Captain "Stick up his ass" America remarks to us as we arrive one minute late.

"We can't all be up tight, goodie two shoes like you Rogers." Nat replies with an eye roll to follow.

"Also, if one minute mattered you'd already have the engine started, and our destination inputted. Wouldn't you?" Wanda adds on as she makes her way to sit down.

I just quietly walked passed him and made my way to a seat near Wanda.

"Well, if you say wheels up in thirty, then you should be..."

"Yeah, when I SAY. So, only I can say if I'm late. If I choose to show up forty five minutes later then I am allowed. Take a seat Rogers and pipe down." Nat asserts with a stone cold face.

He does exactly what he's told, and Wanda just smirks in my direction.

"Stevens, Up here! You're copilot." Nat continues, seemingly full of rage.

I look to Wanda, who's smirk widens, and all I can do is swiftly follow her to the front. I've yet to be on the side of her wrath, and it's not ever where I plan to be.

However, as soon as we reach the front, away from onlookers, I can see her visibly calm.

Nat's POV

"Agent Romanoff, how do I copilot?" Y/N innocently questions me.

I can't help to chuckle in response, and mutter out.
"Cute."

"Hey, I'm being serious." She tries to seriously reply, but I can see the blush creeping up her cheeks.

"Well, Y/N/N, to put it simply—you sit there and look pretty. You'll keep me company for the next two and a half hours, while the jet flies on auto pilot."

"So, what I hear is, you have abused your power and tricked me into spending time with you?" She jokingly questions, sending a reassuring smile to confirm the tone is playful.

"I didn't think I'd have to trick you..." I say, and faux pout in response.

*Love. Birds! Get us in the air, then you can resume whatever the heck this is... Seriously, just kiss already.*

*Shut it witch*

I look up to see a visibly flustered Y/N and I just smirk at her before getting the quinjet up and running.

Then I sit down, and throw my feet up on Y/N's lap.

"Buckle up buttercup."

"Yes mom...my..." Y/N whispers in my direction, locking eyes with me, and sends a sly smirk.

Y/N's POV

Checkmate!

For every time I am made to be flustered, I have decided to return the favor. She cleared her throat, then closed her eyes.

I couldn't fight the smirk taking over my face at my ability to fluster her. I placed my hand on her leg placed on my lap, and just stared out the window, watching the clouds go by.

I've flown before, but usually I'm sedated, or locked in a cell of sorts. This new visuals breathtaking, and calming, definitely not something I want to miss.

Nat's POV

Cheeky little shit! Got me all hot and bothered.
I take a minute to regain a semblance of composure. Once I have I open my eyes and take a good look at the beautiful y/h/c that's "slowly" worming her way into my heart.
She looks so peaceful, and also like she's deep in thought.