and here I go asking about the first untitled nat x reader
"There are shooting stars in your eyes, and every time I look at you, I make a wish to be able to kiss you one last time." You spoke over the music from inside the party as you looked in those green eyes that never failed to bring you down to your knees. You needed to find something, anything that would give Natasha's feelings away. And you might have seen something flicking there. But part of your brain told you it was a reflection of the lights.
"You're drunk, Y/N." Natasha masked herself with a curt nod, staring intently at you.
With this one I was bored out of my mind and decided to mix a small prompt list together to create something, and I'm really cool with how it's coming along 😌😌
