Some Other World

Chapter 13

The person she saw there, shocked her. She never expected him to see there but surprise, there had to be a villain. Brock Rumlow was standing there with a stupid creepy smile on his face. “ I heard she looks like the princess. Indeed she does look like a princess,” he smirked, making her cringe. She sighed, thinking about how she was going to get rid of him, here. 

He went near her “ my name Brock rumlow. You can call me Sir Brock” he said taking her hand. He pulled out her hand from his before he could kiss it. “Or maybe I don’t call you anything at all,” she said with a bitter smile. He chuckled with amusement. She sure was something else, different from other women there. He wanted to get to know her. Before he could say anything someone interrupted him “Brock what are you doing here?” Then came his voice and sighed in relief, not because she was scared of rumlow but because her patience was running out. Brock turned around to face Steve. “I was meeting your guest. The rumors were indeed true. She does resemble princess Catherine.” he said looking at y/n with a creepy smile. 

“I think we all should go inside,” Steve said, seeing their interaction. Brock winked at her before going. She controlled the urge to punch his face and went inside, Steve was just behind her. 

“I wanted to talk to you,” he whispered from behind. “I’m not in the mood now,” she said grumpily. “What?” she turned around. “I don’t want to talk, clear?” she knew she was overreacting but that’s what happens when you are in mess and couldn’t even get to drink. With that she left his side and looked around to talk to someone, to escape from him. She saw Nat with a glass of that shit in her hand. She walked towards her with a smile. “Hello, sexy” it just slipped out of her tongue. Natasha raised her eyebrow. She ignored it “you look beautiful.” y/n said. “You are so strange y/n” nat chuckled, she seemed cheerful than normal, maybe because of what she was drinking. “You look s..sexy? Too.” she giggled again.y/n laughed at her, maybe she could get something about rumlow, seeing her state maybe nat could tell something. y/n cleared her throat. “Umm.. can I ask you something?” she asked carefully. “Yes darling, what do you want to ask? Something about Steve huh?” she said in a teasing manner. 

y/n signed, or maybe she wouldn’t find anything at all. “Who is Sir Brock,” she whispered. “Oh you met him, he is such an infuriating man.” nat yapped, y/n quickly shut her mouth and looked around. “Don’t yell Nat” “Nat? Who is Nat” y/n ignored her and tried again. “You were telling me about Brock. You don’t like him?” 

“No one likes him. Especially tony. But our king has a quiet friendly relationship with him. He has a small country, which we trade with…. Why are you asking that?’” suddenly Nat said realizing she was being used. But Bucky saved her by coming. He took nat for a dance after giving y/n a look that he knew she was up to something. And when she thought she was alone Steve again came and turned her around “ dance with me.” it wasn’t a request or a question, it was an order. She thought to reply back but he grabbed her hand and led her to where everyone was dancing. 

He grabbed her waist and pulled her towards him. One hand in hers, other on her waist, she thought about Steve. She once danced with him, for a mission. His hands felt the same but he wasn’t much of a dancer like this one. She looked up to see him, he was already looking at her with soft expressions.

 “You are looking beautiful.” That's what she wanted to hear? No, she didn't want him to say anything to her. She ignored him, just like he did after giving her that look. When she didn’t say anything he sighed. “You are going to ignore your king now?” she looked at him with wide eyes and saw him smirking. He was teasing her with her words. “You are not my king.” she hissed making him chuckle. “I remember someone saying quite the opposite, once.” 

“What do you want Steve?” Why was her tongue slipping today? Maybe it’s a sign for her to go back, or else she would get in trouble. But the problem was she couldn’t go back, she just had to control her tongue.

Steve raised his brow just like Natasha did “Steve huh? Who’s Steve” he smiled. “No one, I.. I slipped my tongue and besides Steve sounds cooler… What did you want to talk about?” She changed the topic. It was better to let him talk than getting in trouble by talking too much.

“Why were you asking about Brock from Natasha?” “that's what you wanted to ask? And how did you know what I was talking to her?” that made her pissed again, it was like she was on her periods, always getting angry. “Answer me y/n.” “he is such a creep. I just wanted to know what a man like him is doing here.” he looked in her eyes, trying to find the truth but she didn’t avert her eyes from him and kept looking at him. “Look y/n. I know he is my friend but stays away from him. I didn’t say when you talk with everyone.but just stay away from him.” 

It’s fine, I know you don’t trust me and…” “ I trust you,” he said, “ it’s him I don’t trust, especially with you,” he whispered, making her smile. “You don’t trust Thor with me too?” she teased remembering him glaring at them. Suddenly his expressions changed and she realized what she said, she had to leave before she put herself into some serious mess. She grabbed his hand from her waist and freed herself. “I think we are done here, I would stay away from him.” “thank you for the dance but you should dance with someone of your status.” She said, taking a step back. What was she doing, talking with him, teasing him as if they were friends? They were nothing, no friends, nothing. She was just stuck there and waiting to go back to her life, there was no need to make friends here.

With that she left him there, confused, he said something wrong?....