Beautiful Stranger
Countdown to Christmas day fourteen
Fandom: Marvel Part: 1/? Prompt: It’s the Stark Christmas party and you don’t want to go, Nat has other ideas, however. Once you're there, you found yourself glancing at a mysterious stranger, who seems to be as reluctant to approach you as you are to him. Word Count: 1,483 Characters: Reader x Natasha (Platonic), Reader x Bucky Reader: Female Warnings: none Author note: Enjoy part one.
“Are you coming?” Natasha’s voice filled the office as you sat there staring into space. “Hello, Earth to Y/N?” Coming to life as she waved her hand in front of your face, you blinked and smiled. “Sorry, I was miles away. What did you say?” You asked gently, a hint of red gracing your cheeks. She grinned and sat on the edge of your desk. “I said, are you coming tonight, you know to that party Tony is throwing?” You personally had been trying to decide for a while if you wished to go to this party; it had been quite some time since you had been to a party and often found yourself stood on the edge just watching everyone else. “Before you say no, I because you haven’t got anything to wear, won’t know anyone, all those other things. I have a dress for you, you know a lot of the people there, and you pretty much have no choice because I’ll be there and I’ll force you to come.” Looking up at Natasha, you smiled gently and sighed. “Alright, I’ll come over after work and get ready. After all, how can I say no to that?”
Knocking on Nat’s door, once you’d finished work, you ran your hand through your hair as you waited for the door to open. The door flew open a few moments later and Nat stood there with a wide grin on her face. “Get in here; let’s get you ready for a night out.” It constantly seemed like a mission of Natasha’s to get you together with someone, she wanted to see you happy like she was but the problem was, no one really understood you. You liked to be at home, liked to read, stay with your dog. You were only here because Natasha was rather hard to say no too, plus it was the Christmas party and if you didn’t go you’d have to listen to people talk about it for days and listen to the ‘oh you wouldn’t understand you weren’t there’ line that you simply hated.
Stepping into Nat’s you slipped off your jacket and followed her upstairs as she gripped your hand and dragged you up to show you the dress, she’d gotten you. Stepping into her room, you looked at the two dresses and swallowed hard. There were two dresses, one sleek black knee-length with a rather low cut to it, the other was red but it wasn’t a dress, you realized as you looked at it, it was a short catsuit. “The red one is mine, what do you think of your dress?” You couldn’t wear that, you didn’t have the legs for that, to start with. “It’s beautiful.” You said awkwardly with a gentle smile. “Great, I got your shoes too.” She said grinning. “Thank you.” You said softly knowing you couldn’t disappoint her.
“Sit; let’s get your hair and makeup done.” You barely ever wore makeup, and usually wear your hair the same all the time. But Nat made light work of your hair, curling it and applying some hairspray to keep the curls in. She then applied your makeup, it was bold, but beautiful and made you look different to normal, but part of you sort of liked the look. You watched as Natasha sorted herself out, trying very hard to not touch your makeup that she’d worked so hard on. Getting up, you took your dress and changed in the bathroom; you looked at yourself in the mirror and could hardly recognize yourself.
Coming out a few moments later, she was all ready; taking a seat you put on your shoes and looked at her. “Nat…” You said softly. “Yes Y/N?” She said as she touched up her lipstick. “Isn’t this a bit… much? I mean if I look like this right now, surely I’ll be a disappointment how I am normally.” You mused; as you watched her smile in the mirror over at you. “You always look beautiful Y/N; just tonight you’re going to knock everyone dead.” She said before she turned to look at you. “Thanks, Nat, you look amazing by the way.” You said before she got up and handed you a bag and grabbed her own. “Let’s go.” She said leading you down to her car.
Of course it hadn’t dawned on you until now, just how was she going to be able to drive-in such heels, you saw the size of them, nine maybe ten-inch it was almost like she was walking on a spike how could she drive in that? But you still got into the car with her, at least if you died while she drove you wouldn’t have to attend the party, there was always a plus side to everything. It was incredibly hard to not fiddle as the pair of you headed to the party, you wanted to rub your eyes, twirl your hair, or even run your hand through it. Nat had put a lot of work into your appearance for tonight, so you would try and not fiddle, at least not until you got the party and were able to hold a glass in your hand or something along those lines.
Standing in the elevator, you could feel your heart thumping hard, it was almost like it was about to burst out of your chest like in that film Alien. A shiver ran down your spine, and it was then that you felt Nat link arms with you. “We’re going to have fun.” She said gently as you watched the numbers slowly go up toward the penthouse. “I know.” You replied. But you didn’t know, you were sure that you’d be trembling if Natasha wasn’t holding onto you.
Three, two, one.
The doors opened to a sea of people having fun in a Christmas themed room, there were two trees in the room. Both looked professionally decorated, was that even a thing? You weren’t sure, but you knew that Pepper clearly had been busy getting this room ready. You noted the mistletoe hanging and made a note to avoid that, you didn’t want any awkward refusals from anyone. As you and Nat moved toward the bar, you saw a little Santa grotto where clearly already drunk people were taking seats on Santa’s lap and asking for things for Christmas. “Nat, Y/N, welcome to the party.” Turning to Tony you smiled. “Thank you, Mr Stark.” You said with a smile, you were his assistant and it was rather hard to not call him Mr Stark even though he kept insisting that you should call him Tony. “Enjoy the party; I’ll catch up with you both later.” He said before moving to greet more people. “Oh, Y/N, it’s Tony.” He reminded you before he walked away.
You watched him walk away and smiled gently. “What do you want to Drink?” She asked as you got to the bar. “Surprise me.” You said shrugging with a smile. “A Strawberry daiquiri coming up.” Trust Nat to know your favourite drink, you nodded gently as you stood against the bar. You watched her make the drinks, before thanking her as she served it up. Taking the drink, you began to look around the room. Bruce had found Nat and had instantly distracted her; you didn’t really mind she deserved to have fun too. Moving away from the bar, you stood against a wall, becoming a wallflower a habit you were best at. Taking a sip of the slushy drink, your eyes started to wander the room.
As you scanned the room, you looked at Cap and his group that were sat on the couches laughing and joking. All but one of them was that is. He was staring, staring right at you. You stared back at the bluest eyes you’d ever seen, his expression was blank his perfectly chiselled jaw seemed almost clenched as he looked at you. Your eyes studied him, from his leather jacket to his long black hair, his metal arm. You blinked, were you seeing things? Or did he have a Metal arm? Taking another sip of your drink, you watched him as he seemed to drink in the sight of you causing a nervousness to flutter inside your stomach.
Looking away for just a second as a few people started to move past you, to get to the bar. You took another step back to the wall and apologized for being in the way. You weren’t, but you just felt as if you were meant to apologize. Looking back toward the couches, after they’d cleared; your eyes scanned the group, only to see he’d gone. Frowning, you began to look around hoping to spot him again. Unable to find him, you sighed and then turned to make your way back to the bar, hoping to question Nat about who the mystery man was.