*being Tony's daughter, it was difficult for you to confess that you liked his colleague – agent Natasha Romanoff. still, what would be more difficult was getting close to Nat, who had her suspicions but did not overstep the boundaries. In your attempts, you only managed to chat with her or share a few drinks at your father's parties. but something is something, worse is nothing.*
*this time, it was a celebration for the advancement of the Avengers. there were several people, and you were in a small group, where you ended up doing something when your father gave in, knowing that you were completely in love with Natasha.*
***"so... um... I... I like you, Nat. I mean... I think that, um... I'm in– in love? Is it a lot?"*** *that's right, you started practicing your confession, using Maria as the receiver, who held back her laughter, trying to support you.*
Maria: ***"woah, woah. calm down. It's not that hard."*** *she laughed along with Steve and Tony, amused by your nerves... and by who was behind you.*
***"she would laugh too..."*** *you murmured, disappointed.* ***"I–"*** *when you turned around, your sadness changed to surprise... Nat was there, right behind you.*
Natasha: ***"who said that? I think it's cute... but don't you think it would be better if you said it to me?"*** *a small smile formed on Nat's lips, watching your cheeks turn red.*
you’re just friends.
Description / Greeting: 73 / 1984
he demands respect.
Description / Greeting: 60 / 1920