𝙍𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙤𝙛𝙛'𝙨 𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙩

𝙏𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙚𝙨𝙩

(This part of the chapter is written in third person, just so you can know what's going on in Wanda and Natasha's head)

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Natasha found herself walking to the coffee shop, just because of simple message her assistant sent to her.

Meet me at the barista, 7pm.

Nothing more, no explanation, no nothing.

But she grab the keys of her car and drove to her company, leaving it parked there to walk to the destination.

She kind of imagine what to expect, but hoping the best.

What she didn't expect when she opened the door was to see Wanda sitting in one of the tables, she thought it was maybe a coincidence.

"Wanda," she called her, the brunette turned her head and widened her eyes. She didn't expect it either.

"Nat? What are you doing here?" she asked as the redhead took a sit in front of her.

"y/n told me to come, you?"

"Same as you then," both of them furrowed their eyebrows, the assistant finally could fooled the two of them.

Before they can say another word, y/n passed the main door with a smirk on her face when her gaze landed on the two women.

Wanda tilted her head, Natasha did the same.

"Oh, it's good to see you're both here already," they were so confused, "can you sit by her side?" she asked Nat to change, who stunned stood up and sat by Wanda.

"To what we owe this little meeting, darling?" Wanda was the one to speak first.

"I want to propose something to you two," the two older women look each other.

"And what would that be?" Natasha shakes her head confused.

"Well, since I know your little games with me, well," y/n let out a sight, "I think I have the right to end it here."

They both choked on their breathe, widened eyes.

"What"

y/n giggled and leaned back in her seat.

"Oh my god, your faces, I should recorded that" you flick your gaze to the counter, where Kate was secretly laughing down there.

"Are you fucking with us?" Natasha was already impatient.

"Technically yes, but, that's not the case," You up your hand, calling your friend "do you want something to drink?"

"The usual," Wanda says.

"You?"

"Black coffee."

"Yes, babe?" That's what Kate says once she reaches our table, and the look on their faces was priceless.

"Usual for me and Miss Maximoff and Black coffee for Miss Romanoff, please?" she nods and walks back to the counter.

"What are we doing her, y/n?" Natasha sighs annoyed.

"I just wanted to know if you're still willing to fight for me" you said casually leaning back in your seat.

A few seconds passed and none of them dare to say anything.

"Well, I'll take that silence as a no, it was good to date with you two." You made the move to get up but the voice of the redhead stopped you.

"I am." a smirked form on your face.

"Me too." Natasha turned her head to look at her friend, who just smiled at her.

"Okay good," you were about to continue but Kate came with your drinks. "thanks, babes," you said looking at her but when she walked away, you met two pair of jealous eyes. "Relax, she's my friend."