Nat and Pietro park in Nat's black SUV Kissena Park's parking lot, off of Booth Memorial Avenue. "Hopefully this is better than the Museum", he comments offhandedly, an attempt at a smile. Both step out of her car, Pietro gasping immediately after closing his door. "Nat! It's a racing track!".
She pulls him by the ear before he gets a chance. "Nope. You're not blowing our cover. You wanna run around in circles you can do that at the tower", she scolds, her smirk too noticeable for everyone. "Aww! Buzzkill!", He jokes with his own, Natasha rolling her eyes at his antics. "Come on Pietro, we got some more research to do".
Both take one of the parks many paths, looking around for anyone nearby. "Nat, there's no one here", he complains not even 5 minutes in, "this is soo boring".
"I know, but remember-".
"This is for Peter", he finishes for her. "I know, and I'd do this for weeks, but that doesn't make right now any less boring", Pietro smiles goofily, proud at his answer and trying to keep interested. Natasha sighs, a sly, suspicious smirk slowly forming. "For weeks, really?".
He freezes, blushing as madly as Steve does. "I mean- I didn't mean- well-yeah?", he sputters, failing so desperately to fix it. "Wow", she acts fake surprised, "Peter's your Bucky". Pietro breaks into stomach breaking laughter, "You- you just took us all out", he cackles. She raises an eyebrow challengingly, the unspoken reminders clear. "But yeah. I mean- not like that but... romantically? He's cool and I want him in my life".
Nat looks over at Pietro, the usual fast footed and fast witted guy stumbling. "He really is your Bucky", she smiles, less smug, letting her guard down.
"Ha Ha Nat" Pietro mocks, agreeing 100% with her statement. "But seriously, he's so kind and adorable and friendly, I don't know exactly how I feel about him but...". Nat places her hand on his shoulder, momentarily stopping for the gesture before their walk and conversation continue. "You don't need to. Let all this drama blow over and get to know him in person first, give yourself time to figure it out. Trust me, I know".
Back up this gravy train. "Wait, what do you me-Argh", He groans as Nat yanks him back, her having stopped cold in her tracks, looking over at 2 girls sitting a park bench. "Whatcha find Nat?", he asks, trying to gently free his earlobe from Nat's nail.
She nods towards the pair, "bracelets, left hands". He looks over spotting exactly what she said, both girls wearing charm bracelets, a red mask with a black web pattern on it. "You think?". She doesn't answer, walking up to the couple instead. "Hi I'm sorry to bother you, but I had to ask, where'd you get those beautiful bracelets."
They smile at each other before turning back to Nat. "Sorry, they're home made", the Red haired girl. The blonde with red and blue extensions adding, "By my unbelievably hot girlfriend!", Before pecking her on her now blushing cheek.
"That's a shame, they're gorgeous-".
"I know right!", The blonde screeches vindicated, "I keep telling Ives she should take commissions but No, nobody would buy them".
"Who's 'Ives'?", Pietro asks, using air quotes on her name. The Red head waves, "I'm Pamela, but everyone calls me Ivy. Should've introduced ourselves", she apologises. "I'm Harley, and I call her Ives", The Blonde smiles, pecking Ivy again at the 'Ives' comment. Pietro walks up towards the two, next to Natasha, "Pleasure to meet you, My name is Pierce". Natasha smiles, her nice, social facade on full display, "and I'm Nathalie, or Nat. Sorry to bother you, we're just Spider-Man fans".
"Aren't we all? He's awesome", Ivy replies, "He helped me find my Ives, no one more awesome than that", Harley adds, smitten. "Wait, you guys met him? That's soo cool", Pietro comments, matching Harley's usual elation, both redheads rolling their eyes at their respective blonde. "Right!", Harley almost shouts, "He helped both of us, and indirectly got us together", Ivy explains.

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