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Wanda and Natasha loved each other. It was common knowledge to everyone around them. The two women almost drowned each other in affection every chance they got.
They were always touching each other. Physical touch was their primary love language. Always kissing, always holding one another, always attached at the hip.
It was adorable, as no one else seemed to bring out that side of the women. At least to the public's knowledge, that is.
There was another member of their relationship not known to anyone. Y/n L/n, one of Tony Stark's many assistants.
Both women took an immediate interest in Y/n the first time they laid their eyes on her. From that day moving forward they would always flirt with the girl. They had taken pride in being able to make a blush cross her face.
Soon the flirting transpired into a few dates, and before she knew it they had asked Y/n to join the relationship. The woman was hesitant at first, afraid of what the public would think.
Natasha and Wanda assured the woman that they didn't have to tell the public about their relationship. They knew that if the press caught wind of the relationship, that Y/n could be put in danger, so keeping it a secret was the smartest thing to do.
While the sneaking around was fun in the beginning, it began to take a toll on Y/n. Watching Natasha and Wanda be affectionate with each other in public and not being a part of it was sparking an insecurity inside of Y/n.
The insecurity used to go away the instant that the two heroes got her alone. They'd shower her in that same affection; holding her hand, kissing her forehead, playing with her hair. It was all fine when it was just the three of them.
Lately things have been different. The insecurity doesn't disappear anymore. Now, Y/n questions if these moments they have are real. She feels like they don't love her like they love each other, and it's eating her alive.
It, to the point where every touch makes her feel dirty. As if she is just there to add excitement to an already beautiful relationship. Y/n feels like a randomly selected third, rather than a girlfriend.
She didn't voice this to the women, scared of losing them, despite her feelings. She was waiting for the moment that they noticed what she felt or even the moment where they got tired of hiding, but it never seemed to come.
Tony's New Year's Eve party was the perfect moment to change that. Natasha and Wanda had left earlier, while Y/n stayed behind. Y/n wanted to look so good that they couldn't possibly resist her.
Her natural hair pattern abandoned for the night as she curled her hair. Her face which was usually bare of makeup was fully coated. She had splurged on diamond accessories for this occasion. The outfit she settled on was an elaborate jumpsuit. Between the almost sheer material and plunging neckline, she would gather a lot of attention.
Hopefully, some of that attention would be by the women she was so desperately in love with.
Part of her was self-conscious about the way she looked. It was definitely a little out of her comfort zone. Before leaving for Tony's she gave her a once over in the mirror.
She almost took her own breath away. The woman in the mirror was almost foreign to her. A small smile formed on her face," Well, don't we clean up nice."
With a nod of approval from herself, she was on the way to Tony's.
When Y/n she wasn't surprised to see an abundance of strangers with a few familiar faces scattered here and there. This was of course a Tony Stark party.
" Hello there, beautiful maiden. Don't be alarmed by my good looks and intoxicating voice, it is just I, the one and only Thor Odinson. Have you heard of me?"
Y/n laughed out loud as she turned to fully face the god of thunder," Is that how you pick up women?"
Thor furrows his brow before finally recognizing her," Y/n? I did not recognize you. You look amazing."
She smiles sweetly as she observes a bashful blush appear on Thor's cheeks," Thank you, Thor."
He scratches the back of his neck," Well since I have thoroughly embarrassed myself I will take my leave. I hope to see you around sometime, Y/n."
Now Y/n was certain she could get the attention of her girlfriends. If the first person to flirt with her at the party was a literal god, then she should have no problem getting Natasha and Wanda's attention.
Parties in general weren't really her thing, so Y/n made a beeline to the bar. What she didn't notice was how the crowd of people were making a way for her.
Once they got a glimpse, they couldn't stop staring. So as the woman took a seat at the bar it was as if a line of suitors appeared out of nowhere, all waiting to talk to her.
Y/n was attracting so much attention that Tony came over to see what the fuss was about. He took a seat next to you at the bar.
" Well, you seem to be stealing the show tonight."
Y/n rolled her eyes, thinking this was another man that she would have to turn down. When she saw her boss, she let out a sigh of relief," Hi Mr. Stark."
Even Tony himself seemed taken aback for a moment," Y/n? Holy shit, you look amazing."
" Thanks Mr. Stark"
He looks at the crowd and then at his assistant," If you want, I could move you to a more secluded area, so they won't bother you. It's maybe about 50 people, which is way better than the hundreds down here."
Y/n nodded her head and eagerly took Tony's hand. He led her to a rooftop area that was still filled with people by way less than downstairs.
It was there that she was finally able to spot Wanda and Natasha. They were laughing at some joke Clint was telling. Natasha's hand was resting on Wanda's lower back as laughter shook their body.
" Better?"
" Much better, thank you, Mr.Stark."
He speaks up as he walks away from you," It's just Tony, Y/n. Make sure you enjoy yourself."
Y/n gives him a lazy salute before making her way to a less crowded bar once again. She orders a drink to sip on as she watches her girlfriends have the night of their life.
" Mind if I sit," Y/n looks to the right to see a beautiful blonde woman standing next to her.
" Go ahead."
The blonde orders a whiskey on the rocks before turning attention back to Y/n.
" This may be really forward of me, but can I just say that you look breathtakingly beautiful."
Y/n faces the woman," I've never heard that sentiment shared as many times as I've had tonight. It's starting to inflate my ego."
" A woman like you should have a big ego. I'm Carol, by the way."
Y/n's eyes go wide," Carol Danvers? As in Captain Marvel."
She chuckles," In the flesh. What about your name, beautiful?"
" Y/n, and it sucks to have to say this to you of all people, but I am in a relationship."
Carol gives a small smile, " There was only a slim chance that someone look like you would not be single. Can I ask you something Y/n?"
The assistant gives Carol a nod, waiting for the question.
" If you aren't single, then who is the asshole that's got you looking so lonely tonight?"
The woman takes a sip of her drink before sighing," It's a little complicated."
" I've got time."
Y/n found herself telling Carol everything. Maybe it was alcohol or maybe the genuine interest that Carol showed in her, but it all came spilling out of her mouth.
When she looked over to Wanda and Natasha this time, they were swaying together on the dance floor. They looked like the perfect couple.
" It sounds to me like they aren't treating you the way you deserve to be treated."
" They haven't even looked at me all night," Y/n's shoulder slump.
" What if we made them look?" Carol stands from her seat abruptly, extending her hand.
" I feel like you just want to dance with me?"
Carol shrugs her shoulders," Maybe I do, but I understand boundaries."
Y/n takes her hand and Carol guides her to the dance floor. That's when she felt eyes on them.
" Is it me or does it feel like everyone is looking at us?"
Carol leans down to whisper in her ear," That's because they are, and I do mean everyone."
Carol and Y/n sway to the song. Neither of them are musically inclined, but they're having fun. As the song comes to an end, Carol spins Y/n out and then back in. When Y/n ends up with her back against Carol's front, a blush appears on her face. It was impossible to ignore Carol's strong arms around her waist.
A laugh escapes the both of them as Carol lets the girl go.
Before either of them speak, they are approached by Wanda and Natasha.
" Carol, Y/n it's nice to see you both," it's then that Wanda lets her eyes rake over Y/n's body.
" You look amazing, Y/n," Natasha licks her bottom lip.
" Thanks," Y/n says with her eyes glued to the floor.
As they fall into easy conversation with Carol, their hands link together. Y/n's gaze focuses on their hands, and she is instantly brought back to reality.
" Um, I'm going to go to the restroom. Thank you for the dance, Carol. Hopefully we'll see each other again," Y/n gave her a polite smile before heading to the restroom.
While on the outside, she looked normal. The woman felt nauseous. As soon as she was in the bathroom, she ran into a stall. The drink along with the other contents of your stomach were being violently excommunicated from your body.
Y/n didn't see who it was, but someone else entered the stall and held your hair back. They were also rubbing soothing circles around her back.
" Oh, you poor thing. You're going to be ok, sweetheart."
When there was nothing left to throw up, Y/n removed her face from the toilet.
" How are you feeling?"
When Y/n finally glanced at the woman helping her, she felt some relief.
" I feel like shit to be honest, Pepper," Y/n says, while her head rests on the wall of the stall.
" I almost didn't recognize you, Y/n. I can take you home if you aren't feeling well," concern was splayed all over the woman's face.
" I'm fine, Pepper, but thanks."
Y/n stands on wobbly legs, almost falling over in the process. Pepper holds onto the woman, steadying her. She gives Y/n a pointed look.
" I just want to see the ball drop, Pep, please."
Pepper reluctantly nods," Fine, but after the ball drops I'm taking you home."
Y/n rinses her mouth before leaving the restroom with Pepper in tow. The blonde offers Y/n a mint, which she gratefully accepts.
As the final countdown begins, Y/n looks at Pepper," You aren't going to find Tony?"
" He always finds me at the last second. It's kind of our thing."
Everyone is counting down the final 5 seconds. Y/n spots Wanda and Natasha staring into each other's eyes. She can see them whisper their 'I love yous'. When the countdown reaches 1 they're already kissing. Holding each other like they're the only people that exist.
With a glance to her side, Y/n can see Tony in his suit fly up in the air with Pepper. He kisses her right there. Even the playboy billionaire shows off his one and only girl to a room full of strangers.
It's in that moment that Y/n feels her heart collapse into itself. A single tear slid down her face and she wiped at it ferociously.
When the cheering is over and Tony sits Pepper back down, Y/n asks the blonde to take her home. Without hesitation, Pepper obliged.
The woman offered to walk Y/n in, but she says she'll be ok. Pepper waits for Y/n to get in the house before driving back to the party.
The funny thing was, that Y/n didn't even really stay at this place anymore. She lived with Natasha and Wanda for the most part, but it would be weird to ask Pepper to take her there. Luckily, Y/n kept her place just in case, but it had been months since she actively lived there.
Maybe this was a sign.
The woman peeled herself out of the jumpsuit, took off all her accessories, and wiped the makeup from her face. She stared at herself in the mirror, this time a smile nowhere to be found.
She took a shower and then got into her bed. She curled into herself and finally let herself cry.
Y/n had no idea when she fell asleep or what time it was when she heard a banging on her door, accompanied by the sound of the bell ringing.
She pulled herself out of bed and trudged towards the door. When she opened the door, Natasha and Wanda stood on her porch.
" We've been looking everywhere for you, baby," Natasha reaches for her, but Y/n flinches.
The woman walks back to her room, leaving Wanda and Nat on the porch. The pair share a glance at each other before entering the house.
"What's wrong malyshka?"
Wanda sits at the edge of the bed, giving Y/n space. Natasha stood behind her.
" I- I don't think I can do this anymore," Y/n's voice was barely above a whisper.
" What do you mean?" Natasha tries to catch Y/n's eyes, but the girl avoids her gaze.
" I feel like a third wheel in my own relationship. You two get to parade each other around and I get to watch from the sideline. You get to hold hands, kiss each other, dance together without a care in the world. It's hard to watch, knowing that I don't get to do that."
Natasha speaks first," Y/n, we want to do all of those things with you. I'm sorry if our actions have said anything different."
Wanda adds," We love you. We want to be with you and if you're ready to take it public we are too."
" Really?"
Natasha nods," Yes, I never want you to feel like that again. We are proud to be your girlfriend's, and we don't care who knows."
Wanda grabs one of Y/n's hands," Please give us another chance, malyshka."
Y/n can't help herself as she surges forward to meet Wanda's lips in a sweet kiss. Wanda holds her close, not wanting to let the girl go.
It's not until Natasha sits on Y/n's other side and pulls the girl out of witches arms into her own, that Wanda releases her.
Natasha slams her lips against Y/n's who instantly moans at the contact. Natasha chuckles into the kiss, and then bites the woman's lip, before breaking the kiss.
" I can't wait until the world knows that you're ours," Wanda wraps her arms around your waist from behind, making you lay on the bed.
Natasha wraps her arms around your front side, so you're sandwiched between the two women.
It wasn't long before you fell asleep. When you did, Wanda snapped a picture of the three of you in bed. She posted it on every form of social media she had, with the caption simply being 'my loves'.
Everyone knew, and they'd all have their opinions, but that didn't matter to either of the heroes. They only cared about making sure that Y/n never felt left out again.