A/N: This is for @fanfictionaries Classic Tropes Writing Challenge. Congrats on the 300 darling!!! 🥳🎉🥳 The prompt I chose was Fake Dating!AU with the charming Loki. And thank you to my darling beta @wowjeena I LOVE YOU 💜💜💜
Warnings: Mentions of abusive relationship, abuse, sexual innuendos
Summary: Nat and Wanda keep setting you up for dates. You need to figure out how to avoid them.
“You did what?!” You glare angrily at Natasha and Wanda.
They don’t even bother hiding their looks of amusement.
“We set you up on a blind date,” Nat tells you with a smirk.
“You said you wouldn’t do that anymore!” Last year, after they discovered you hadn’t been on a date since you broke up with your abusive ex a few years ago, they felt obligated to find you a suitable boyfriend. Blind date after blind date. The dates were all just okay. Nat and Wanda made sure not to let you go out with anyone creepy, which helped, but none of the dates sparked your interest. After a few weeks of repeated fails, you asked—no begged them to stop. They only agreed when you swore you would find your own partner.
“Honey,” Nat begins, “did you ever end up finding a date for yourself?”
You glare at her in response.
“You promised us you would! You didn’t and it’s been months,” Wanda scolds you.
“I’m just too busy to be emotionally invested in someone right now, okay?” At least that was true. What with helping out on missions and working in the lab, you were always exhausted by the end of the day. You never saw anyone anymore, besides your team, and sometimes you would even go days without seeing them. You would be holed up in the lab or out in the field—you just didn’t have time to throw your emotions into the mix.
“Well not tonight,” Nat says triumphantly.
They both give you a wicked smile and drag you back to Nat’s room to get you ready for the evening.
You argue with your so-called friends about the date. You plead with them.
“I’ll find my own date, you guys! Just please don’t make me do this!”
Wanda laughs and shakes her head while Nat reprimands you.
“Are you seriously gonna stand him up? That is so not like you.”
You sigh. Nat is right. Of course. So you begrudgingly slip into the soft, dark green dress they laid out for you. The halter neck and deep V decolletage lead to the cinched waist showcasing your figure and the skirt reaching just above your knees. You put on some light makeup and pull your hair back into two cute buns with a few pieces framing your face. Nat and Wanda sit fussing over you, before they finally let you out of the room.
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