𝐘/𝐍'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕

"Dude, you're going to burn the burgers," I said as Chris and I bickered. "I know what I'm doing, hence the hat and the apron—" Chris motioned to his current outfit as I rolled my eyes. "Okay but, that doesn't officially certify you as shit."

"Well you wouldn't do any better, I'm the grill master." Chris rebutted.

"Okay grill master, why the hell is your patty 2 seconds from hell?" I asked as I pointed at his now completely charred and burnt burger patty. "Shit." he muttered. "You disctracted me."

"No, you just suck." I smirked. "You know what—"

"Okay you two. Babe, continue cooking and try not to burn anything, Y/n/n, let's go get a drink." Alba said, spotting us bickering as she came over to separate us. Chris adjusted his apron and pointed his spatula at me playfully as I shook my head laughing.

The patio was buzzing with life, golden string lights casting a warm glow over Chris and Alba's Los Angeles backyard. The smell of barbecue mixed with the faint scent of roses from Alba's meticulously tended garden.

Chris and Alba loved hosting random dinner parties, or really anything, and they did them pretty often so, at this point, for people who become their friends, it's like a right of passage. I always had fun at them and tonight would be no different.

I walked over to Anna and Dylan who were chatting away with Sebastian Stan and Anthony Mackie. I tapped Anna's shoulder so she would get out of the seat.

I sat down as she sat on my lap and Dylan shook his head. "Do you two not find it weird how you always just do that?" He laughed as he pointed at us.

"You're just upset because no one's sitting on your lap, O'Brien. If you got more pussy, you wouldn't care this much." I shrugged as I poked fun at him. He was quick to flip me off as he shook his head and took my unopened drink out of my hand.

"Heyyy," I complained as he opened it and began to drink it. "Sucks to fucking suck doesn't it?" he smirked as he continued drinking my drink. I shook my head before engaging in conversation with Mackie and Seb.

Mackie was telling us some story about when he and Seb had got an apartment together in Atlanta and of course, since it was Mackie, we were all nearly falling out of our chairs laughing. They bickered like a married couple and I found it hilarious.

"Aye Christopher, don't forget to season that food." Mackie called out as we all laughed. Chris put his hand on his chest laughing at Mackie's joke as he gave him a thumbs up.

Chris went back to talking to Alba and I noticed Scarlett standing there with them. I didn't even see her come in. I tore my attention away from her and back to the group I was sitting with because I'm not letting her become the one my attention is on all night.

Florence came in the back gate and I immediately got up running over to her. "FLO!" I squealed, I felt like I hadn't seen her in ages.

Florence and I have gotten closer over the years since she joined the Marvel family and started living in LA a few years ago like me. Anna stood up so I could get out of the chair and run over to her.

I ran over, spinning Florence around as she squeezed me. "What it do mack daddy!" She said as she playfully slapped my shoulder. "You want me so bad." I joked with her. "You caught me," she joked back, putting her hands up in defense.

Florence made her rounds, saying hi to everyone before I saw her stopping to talk to Scarlett. The two were pretty much inseparable so, no surprise there. I walked into the house, going to grab a drink from the kitchen since Dylan stole mine and Florence was now in there.

"Ooh little Evans, how's life treating you?" Florence asked as she was attempting to unscrew the cork from the bottle she'd brought over.

"Not too bad actually—need a hand?" I asked as she gave me a shy smile. "I was waiting for you to ask." She laughed.

I walked over to the bottle lending her a hand as she leaned against the counter.

"How are things going on that front?" She asked, I gave her a confused look as she nodded her head towards the door. I turned my head to see she was looking at Scarlett who was outside laughing with Chris, RDJ, and Lizzie.

"I—"

"I already know, of course I do. Also, good for you, going after the cougars." Flo smirked as she gave a little growl. I tried hard not to laugh.

"I'm not going after any cougars—it was a one time thing and according to her, it's never happening again." I shrugged as I poured Flo's drink.

"You don't actually believe that do you?"

"Well when we talked a little while ago, she made it known it was a mistake and she didn't want it to happen again." I shrugged.

"God she's impossible sometimes. Don't listen to her, go after what you want." Florence smiled as she gave me a pat on the back.

"I'm not wasting my energy going after someone who clearly doesn't want me to."

Florence rolled her eyes and shook her head. "What if she wants to see that you're willing to put in the effort to go after her—" Florence began before we heard footsteps coming.

"Just going to the bathroom." Scarlett spoke quietly before disappearing down the hall. Florence gave her a smile and I just avoided eye contact.

𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐭'𝐬 𝐏𝐎𝐕

I finished up in the bathroom and I could hear Y/n and Florence's muffled voices through the door. They were whispering and I knew without a doubt, they were talking about me.

Ever since I told Florence about what happened between Y/n and I, she's been on this whole I'm going to get you two together if it's the last thing I do kick.

She wasn't a big fan of Colin when we were together, I had a boyfriend after him who she also didn't care about and she now believes Y/n is the perfect person for me.

I heard a third voice in the kitchen as the conversation continued. I slowly dried my hands, trying to linger to hear what they were saying but, they were talking so low I couldn't really make out any words.

I decided it was probably best I didn't hear anything and just left the bathroom. As I walked from around the hallway corner, Y/n, Alba, and Florence once again cut their conversation when I came into view.

"Oh shit, Alba, I'm sorry, I totally forgot you needed my help with the thingy, the thingy that goes with the thingy on the thingy outside." Florence said, clearly lying as she pulled Alba's hand.

I glared at her because, come on, at least make up a believable excuse.

She gave me a smile and a wink as she and Alba disappeared back outside, closing the sliding glass door.

I glared at Florence and shook my head as Y/n stood with her back against the counter, staring over at me.

"Hey," I said, my voice soft but steady.

"Hey," she replied, setting her glass down. "Want some?" she asked as she pointed at the wine bottle on the counter.

"Uhm no, I don't think it's a good idea for me to drink wine around you," I smiled jokingly.

There was a brief awkward silence settling between us. Y/n's fingers danced on her glass cup as she stared around the kitchen.

"Chris tells me you've had a lot of new opportunities lately, getting pulled left and right by all different brands and stuff, must be exciting?" I said, trying to keep my tone casual but her eyes began searching mine.

"Yeah. It's been nonstop but I'm grateful," she said, matching my energy. "What about you? Still saving the world one blockbuster at a time?" She joked as she sat her glass down.

I smiled faintly. "Something like that."

I wanted to walk out of the kitchen and go back outside but, I couldn't drag myself outside just yet. I walked over to the island in the kitchen, closer to where Y/n stood.

"I saw your post," I said, as her gaze dropped to the counter. She raised an eyebrow. "Which one?"

"The one with Isabela. You two look cute together, I didn't know that was a thing,"

She smirked, crossing her arms over her chest. "What?" She laughed. "Does it bother you?" she asked as she looked at me, rather amused.

"Why would it?" I asked, a bit snappier than I intended.

"I don't know," she said, stepping closer. "You tell me." Her fingers softly danced over my hand that was placed upon the countertop. I tried to drag my eyes away from her but I couldn't.

Her hazel eyes are magnetic, it's like some force keeping me here in my place. Her soft touch sent a shock through my system and I didn't want it to go away.

I unconsciously took a step towards her. Her eyes searched mine as she slipped her hand in mine. She locked our fingers together, my eyes darted down to our hands, her thumb smoothing over my hand softly, slow.

"I've been thinking about you too often, it's kind of embarrassing," Y/n began, nervously chuckling. "Me too." I spoke softly. I didn't really want to admit that but it just came out.

Y/n's free hand slid to my waist, pulling me closer to her. "So, why do we have to keep pretending this isn't a thing that's happening?" she whispered, her voice was low, soft, seductive.

"Because—" I said, my breath hitching and my words getting caught.

"If you want me to stop, just tell me." Y/n's eyes fluttered to my lips, I was praying to God no one outside had their attention turned this way.

The thought made me stop her, I could hear Chris laughing outside. I put my hand on her chest, stopping her from leaning in.

"Not here." I whispered. I looked over to the backyard, luckily no one seemed to be paying attention but, I didn't want this to become the talk of the party.

Y/n and I went hand in hand to one of the bathrooms. I didn't know what my end goal here was but, I did know I really wanted her to kiss me.

I didn't want to make the first move, I somehow felt like that made this— I don't know what I thought but, without a second lapsing, I hopped onto the counter in the bathroom, pulling her towards me.

She stood between my legs before I connected our lips. It was a slow kiss, one I had yearned for since we almost kissed. Since we had sex.

Y/n and I proceeded to make out, her hand settling on my thigh, as she softly ran it up and down, clearly turning me on. I moaned quietly as she went to leaving kisses on my neck. I wanted her, as much as I didn't want to admit it.

"How much time do you think we have before they realize we're gone?" I asked as she came back up to kiss my lips. "I don't know—"

I threw up my hands before scooting closer to the edge of the counter. I grabbed onto her belt, beginning to unbuckle it. "Make this fast." I whispered as a smile grew on her face.

Y/n pulled her pants down as I pulled my dress up, sliding my panties off. She reached over to the medicine cabinet, grabbing a condom. "Stashed these in here after last time." she smiled and I playfully rolled my eyes.

After putting the condom on, Y/n aligned our centers and slid right in. She rocked her hips back and forth as my hands went to her shoulders. I put my head back at the feeling, biting my lip, trying hard not to let a moan slip out. "Mmm," I groaned lowly, "Just like that."

Y/n continued, picking up her pace as I came twice within a span of a few minutes. She picked me up, taking me off the counter as she turned me around, aligning us again before thrusting into me.

She slapped my ass which turned me on even more, her strokes went even deeper as my walls tightened. Within just a few more minutes, she groaned lowly, I knew she was close.

She picked up her pace once again, our quiet moans filling the space before she let loose. "Oh fuckkk" she stammered out, her grip on me becoming tighter as she reached her climax.

We took a minute to catch our breath before she slowly pulled out, the condom full of her sperm. She slid it off, throwing it into the trash as we got situated in silence.

I walked over to her, wiping my red lipstick off of her face. I grabbed a wipe off of the counter and tried my best to clean it all off of her as she smiled at me.

"What?" I asked, with a hint of shyness.

"Nothing, you're just really beautiful." Y/n whispered before sneaking a kiss on my cheek. I leaned up, my hand on her cheek as I placed a kiss on her lips.

Y/n deepened the kiss, her hands on my waist. I threw my arms around her neck before pulling away. She giggled kissing my neck again.

"Mmm no, as much as I don't want you to stop doing that, we'll never leave this bathroom if you continue and then your pants will be back off." I pointed at her. She laughed and nodded her head.

I turned around to the mirror, fixing my hair, reapplying my lipstick, before looking over at Y/n who was fixing her clothes and hair. "Okay, let's go." I said as I opened the door and looked around making sure no one was there.

I motioned for her to come out of the bathroom as I exited. I cleared my throat as we headed outside. I made it back outside standing off to the side, the air a bit chilly. Y/n came behind me with a drink in her hand handing it over to me.

"Here," she said as she handed me her jacket. I took it because I was freezing, she placed the drinks down and settled her jacket over my shoulders.

She took a sip of her drink as she stood beside me, we watched everyone as we stood off to the side. Mackie and RDJ were of course being the life of the party.

"Scar," Y/n began. I hummed in response. "What are we doing?" She whispered. I tried to avoid eye contact but I could feel her looking at me.

I didn't know what we were doing, I don't normally do this, I don't know what to even call this. I also didn't want this to be a thing, I knew it would only create issues.

"Nothing." I said plainly.

"Nothing? Scar, come on— how can you still say that?" I could tell she was expecting a different answer and I kind of felt bad I didn't give her one.

"Look, it was a moment of weakness, we don't need to read into it. It was a mistake, you're charming, I was a little turned on and on edge, that's it." I whispered as I took a sip of my champagne.

I didn't want it to look like we were having a disagreement or anything so, I tried to keep my face neutral.

"A mistake? Why is that your go-to? A mistake happens once, you don't almost kiss me by mistake, and then fuck me in my brother's bathroom by mistake." Y/n replied, I could hear it in her voice, she was becoming frustrated.

"Every time things get too close, you push me away." her voice began to rise.

"It's not that simple," I quickly snapped back, my tone a bit defensive. "Then make it simple." Y/n snapped back.

"Tell me what you want. Please, because I'm going a bit crazy." Y/n pleaded as she looked at me.

I'd finally made eye contact with her and I don't know if it was just the lights but, it looked like she was a little teary eyed.

She searched my eyes as the silence continued. Do I tell her I'm afraid of whatever this is? That I too have been thinking about her?

That I was curious as to why she never responded to my dm? That I keep finding myself on her YouTube channel just because I want to hear her laugh, see her smile.

"I can't" I said, I took a shaky breath, my voice barely audible.

"You can't or you won't?" Y/n questioned, her eyes looking deep into mine, searching for answers.

"This can't happen again because it doesn't mean anything." She opened her mouth, prepared to speak. Before she could say anything, I heard Chris call my name.

"Scar! Hey, come tell Seb about the time I embarrassed you at the premiere! This is gold." Chris spoke ecstatically as he waved me over.

Y/n's eyes were still trained on me before they drifted down to the ground, her hands in her pockets. I made eye contact with Florence and Anna who stood together.

They both stared at me, Florence trying to read me from afar, Anna immediately looking at me then at Y/n. I looked over at Y/n and she immediately brushed my shoulder walking back inside.

I looked at her one more time before walking over to Chris who was clearly oblivious to what was going on.

Anna looked at me as I walked over to Chris, almost as if she was ready to pounce on me. I turned to face Robert as I saw Dylan walking inside the house a few seconds after.

Alba handed Chris her drink and said she was going to the bathroom but, I knew she was going to check on Y/n.

Like I said, I knew this would get messy.

A/n: What are your thoughts? How do you feel about Scarlett right now?