As Harry began taking a shower, he allowed himself time to think. Last night was an awkward one for him to say the least. Harry had wanted to talk to Natasha about the fact that Sif had kissed him when who else but Sif arrived, only to kiss him again. Sif then openly stated that she liked him without realizing that Natasha was in the room, or the fact that Natasha was Harry's girlfriend.
Though Harry supposed he couldn't really blame the last part on Sif, Thor wouldn't have told her since he didn't know and Harry had never mentioned it, simply because it never came up. Then Natasha invited Sif in and began interrogating her, sure Natasha would call it 'talking' but Harry knew what it was. Though he had wisely stayed out of it.
In truth Harry did like Sif, she was pretty and kind and just generally a good warrior and good person. Plus an added bonus was her life span which would mean that Harry could be with her for quite a long time. But the problem was Harry was with Natasha and he liked her, liked her enough that he wasn't about to break up with her simply because a girl who would live longer came around.
When Natasha and Sif 'talked' Harry couldn't help but have a sense of dread wash over him, as if he should greatly fear and stop what was happening. By the end of it Natasha had 'kindly suggested' that Sif spend the night at her place which was across the hall, it was an odd experience seeing the brave Asgardian warrior be intimidated by the superspy, even though realistically Natasha opposed no physical threat to Sif.
Sure Natasha could hurt Sif with the right gadgets but without proper preparation she wouldn't last five minutes in a one on one fight with Sif. Harry was not really sure what to do, Harry knew his limitations and understanding women was one ability he had yet to master. Though it did make him feel better knowing that he had the rest of the male population for company.
"Harry," A voice called, it was Natasha's. "are you awake?" She asked softly.
"Give us a sec." Harry said as he turned the shower off, a quick wave of his wand and he was dry. A pair of boxers appeared on him, followed by black tracksuit bottoms. Harry walked out of the bathroom to see Natasha and Sif standing in front of him.
Natasha was wearing casual civilian clothes, she was dressed in white shoes with blue jeans and a grey shirt under a dark green hoodie. Sif appeared to have borrowed some clothes as she was also wearing regular Earth clothes, she was dressed in blue shoe, blue jeans, a white shirt with horizontal black stripes plus a black leather jacket.
When both girl saw Harry with no clothes on the upper half of his body they both had different reactions. Natasha simply raised an eyebrow and quirked her lips up ever so slightly. Sif on the other had had her eyes become wider as her cheeks turned red, she realized she was staring and quickly looked away.
"Are you trying to impress us?" Natasha asked in an amused voice.
"Yes," Harry freely admitted as a grey shirt appeared on the upper half of his body. "now can I help you two?" Harry asked as he moved over to the kitchen area and began making breakfast for himself. "Shall I make you anything?" Harry offered.
"No thanks, just wanted to let you know that me and Sif will be going out together for the day, I have my phone if you need to contact either of us." Natasha replied.
"O… kay, do you two want me to come?" Harry asked.
"No, it's fine, just thought we'd let you know."
"Hmm, Sif?" Harry asked.
"Uh… yes, it's true." Sif nodded, looking like she was trying to convince herself more than him.
"If you're both sure," Harry frowned but didn't say anything. "well… enjoy your day out." He added.
"Thank you," Natasha walked over and kissed him on the cheek. "we'll see you later, okay." She smiled before walking off with Sif following her after giving Harry a small nod.
"You know, since I'm immortal I will probably be alive if men ever do manage to figure out how the female mind works." Harry said to Padfoot.
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A short while later after Harry and Padfoot finished breakfast, Harry's phone rang.
"Hi Harry," Gwen's voice spoke when Harry answered the phone. "are you busy?"
"Not really," Harry replied, shaking his head even though he knew that she couldn't see it. "me and Padfoot are just relaxing and watching TV."
"Oh, what are you watching?" Gwen asked.
"Batman." Harry answered.
"Woof!" Padfoot barked happily.
"It's Padfoot's favorite." Harry added.
"O… kay," Was Gwen's response. "anyway, I have got a mission I'm going on later today, it was originally going to be and one other Shield agent but he ended up breaking his leg. So, I wanted to know if you wanted to come with me?"
"Hmm," Harry hummed thoughtfully. "well I don't really have anything better to do, so why not? This mission, what's it about? Is it going to involve getting shot at?"
"No, I don't think it will." Gwen replied after a moment of silence.
"You don't sound very confident when you say that." Harry noted.
"Relax Harry," Gwen responded, Harry got the feeling that she was rolling her eyes. "it will be fine, I promise you."
"Fine, but if we get shot at then you're paying for lunch, or dinner, or breakfast depending on how long this mission is." Harry replied.
"You're on," Gwen agreed. "and if we don't get shot at then you'll pay for it instead, by the way the 'it' will more than likely be dinner."
"Deal," Harry replied. "so what's this mission that will likely result in me getting shot at?" Harry asked.
"You will not get shot at." Gwen assured him.
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