"Oh, fuck. You are gorgeous." Nat gasps
"Thank you." I smile at her compliment and reaction when she steps back
"Finally, you accept a compliment of mine." She sighs and I laugh
"Insufferable." I grab my only pair of white shoes that are a simple stiletto with an inch platform, not taking too much away from my dress and adding the perfect amount of flare
"Oh, shit!" She exclaims and suddenly runs out of the closet leaving me a blinking confused mess
I can see why she asked Steve if she could wear heels on mission.
She's fast as fuck.
"Here." She comes back a few seconds later with my dagger in her hand and a white lace dagger strap that looks just like my black one. My jaw drops and I smile when grabbing the items and throwing my arms around Nat's small figure that is a little similar to mine but she has a few inches on me.
"Thank you so much." I hum happily
"You're welcome." She hugs me back. "Just put it on your left leg so your tattoo is out." She smiles and backs up
I follow her instructions of strapping the sheath to my thigh that looks like a large garter extending from the middle of my thigh to right above my knee but I position the strap to sit in the middle of my thigh. Nat pulls open both sides of my dress so I can slide my dagger in and she lets the sides drop to perfectly hide the weapon strapped to my leg. I look up now head level with her after I put my heals on to her clipping on a small gold necklace that has a small diamond in the center ending just above Bucky's dog tags.
"Had to make those old tags stand out somehow." She smiles
"Thanks." I smile and raise my hand to the necklace
"Oh, no." She suddenly says with a disapproving look on her face
"What?" I ask and look down at my outfit. "What's wrong?"
"Your nails." She says while grabbing my hand to show the chipped yellow paint
"Shit, hold on." I mutter and pull my hand out of hers to flick my hands like I'm flinging water off and after a few shakes, I hold them out to show my white painted nails with the ring finger painted a shimmery gold color as a quick design I had no time to think about
"Now, we can go." She smiles approvingly at my look. "We're late."
"Late?!" I exclaim while walking out of the closet, not watching how my thighs poke out of the dress switching between white lace and my black flower tattoo
"Calm down, Y/n." She laughs. "Haven't you heard of being fashionably late?" She jokes
"No!" I shake my head being serious. "I was held captive for like eight years! I'm a little ignorant on everything!" I blurt out my thoughts
"I thought you were only with HYDRA for around three?" She asks with a skeptical look
"Story for another time." Is all I can say waving my hand. "Let's go."
Natasha shrugs and follows me out of my bedroom to walk with me down the hallway and already, I can hear the muffled sounds of some song lyrics singing below us and I can feel the vibrations of the bass through the floor. As we walk closer to the elevator, I feel that sudden panic rising to sit on the surface of my chest at the thought of how many people are going to be there and when the elevators doors shut, I feel too closed off in this small lift.
"Natasha, I don't think I can do this." I suddenly blurt and grab her wrist before she touches the living room floor button
"Yes, you can." Nat replies softly and grabs onto my forearms to face me. "Once you get to Bucky, everything will be okay." She reassures
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Those Ocean Eyes and That Charming Smile
Fanfiction"You're staring." Bucky speaks with some insecurity in his voice "You can't blame me, Barnes." I shake my head with a smirk. "You're just a sight I don't want to look away from." I flirt and he chuckles what sounds like a sigh of relief as he walks...
