(Requested by ostrichfangirl1 )

Being from Russia, Natasha is fluent in Russian and had no problem teaching you and Wanda. You both picked it up the language fairly easily, now able to have a conversation with little trouble.

"You should just tell him," Natasha says in her native tongue, smirking when your ears burn.

"Tell who what?" Wanda asks, plopping down next to you at the table and sits crosslegged.

"Nothing," You quickly duck your head and huff. "I wouldn't even know what to say,"

Wanda frowns. "What are we talking about?"

"(Y/n) has a crush on your brother," Natasha grins when your eyes widen to the size of golf balls. "What?"

"Please don't be upset," You say to Wanda, who stares for a second before laughing.

"I am not upset," She pats your shoulder, looking slightly sheepish. "But you might be,"

"What?"

"Wanda taught Pietro Russian," Natasha stands, walks over to the wall and pulls a surprised looking Pietro into the open.

You stop breathing all together and Wanda giggles, gets to her feet and pulls Pietro to take her seat. Your face feels like it's on fire and you're 100% sure you're as red as Natasha's hair.

"You kids have fun," Natasha says, leading Wanda out of the room and sends you a thumbs up before disappearing around the corner.

"Excuse while I go kill myself-" Pietro grabs your hand and you freeze, settling back down on the chair and he smiles shyly.

"I, uh, crush on you too," He fumbles over his words and laughs nervously, you joining in awkwardly until he lets out a breath. "I do not know what to do in this situation. I have read that a date is in order?"

You nod happily. "That'd be great,"