Playing with fire ( Female Y/N x Natasha x Wanda)

Chapter Eight: A taste of home

You finally finish the email to your family and send it before you head down to the party. On you way to the party you bump into a woman, she has dark brown hair, and is wearing a red dress, she looks up at you,

"Ah, Y/n"

"Nice to finally meet you" she says reaching out her hand for you to shake, you shake her hand back,

"Sorry, I don't think I know you?" you say narrowing your eyes slightly as you take back your hand,

"Agent Maria Hill" she responds, you nod your head knowing that she is close with director Fury,

"Oh, yes, Nat has mentioned you a couple of times during training"

"Really?" she smirks, her face lighting up ever so slightly, but you caught it, and you didn't like the look in her eyes,

"Well, anyway, the party is waiting so I better head in" you say quickly, making sure you scan the room for Natasha before agent Hill gets any ideas. Your eyes land on her, she is wearing a beautiful white dress making herself a drink at the bar, you feel the fireflies in your stomach grow as you make your way over to her, she sees you approaching and gives you a sultry smile, head tilted slightly down,

"Y/n, you actually made it" she smirks, leaning her elbows on the opposite side of the bar towards you, you could tell that she had already had a couple of drinks,

"Can I get you a drink?" she adds, as she sips on her martini,

"Know how to make the French version" you say pointing to her glass, she gives you a disapproving look,

"Why would you ruin a good martini?" she says with a pout,

"Because it is delicious" Wanda says as she makes her way over to the bar, scrunching her nose as she says 'delicious''. Well that was fucking adorable you thought.

"So, two French martinis then" Natasha said, turning around to find what she needed to make the drinks, once they were done you took a sip, your eyes went wide at the overwhelming taste of vodka, you looked at Wanda who didn't seem to think there was a problem... Damn, these two can handle their drink you thought.

"You're the one that's Irish" Wanda said in response, you looked at her and then Nat who shrugged her shoulders in response to your glance, knowing you did not say that out loud,

"Are you in my head?" you ask Wanda, she looked at you wide eyed,

"Did you not say that out loud?" she replies, looking down at her drink,

"Nope" you laugh, you weren't mad, more flattered that she cared enough to see what you were thinking, and with that thought you saw Wanda smile again,

"Okay, before witchy reveals my inner most thoughts, I'm going to mingle and introduce myself"

*

You have been at the party for a couple of hours, you are currently talking to Thor who is telling you tales about the enemies he has fought for Asgard, and his brother Loki, Loki really did seem to live up to his God of Mischief name. Thor had just finished telling the story of the time they were 8, and Loki turned into a snake, and then back to himself and stabbed Thor. You knew you and your sister fought sometimes, but never had you thought about stabbing her. As the conversation continued, you tried to ignore the eyes that were on you the whole night, occasionally looking over at either Wanda or Nat, who were usually already looking in your direction. You knew Wanda was with Vision, but knew that there was something between you, you didn't think it was just one sided. And then there was Nat, you didn't know if she liked you, or just liked teasing you.