domestic nat's wife

But as soon as you woke up this morning Natasha made sure that you were okay. Her first words to you were a soft whisper of celebration and of love. And her hands on your body reminded you that you were alive and that you could make it through the day.

The old excitement for Christmas you used to have came back as you and Natasha opened presents together. Her gifts were thoughtful and your heart soared.

You sit with her now at your family get together as everyone is handing out gifts. It’s when your aunt hands you a black folder that your heart begins to ache.

“Heart, home, and kitchen open 24/7,” you read the title on the spine of the folder.

“Is that-“ Natasha begins to question what you’re now holding.

“It’s her recipes, yeah,” you interrupt her, your voice thick with emotion.

“Take your time opening it, detka. One page at a time,” Natasha immediately goes into soft mode. It’s something you truly adore about her, the way she can validate your feelings without even an explanation as to what they are.

Natasha’s hand rests on your back as you take a deep breath. She mumbles sweet nothings in a volume only you can hear as you open the pages of the folder. The first thing you see is a photo of you and her, the woman you’ve been missing for 4 months now.

“Look how cute you are there, babe,” Natasha says with a smile. You crack a smile of your own and tell her about when the photo was taken. You feel your heartache lessen with each moment you talk about the memory.

“These are the treats we made every year together,” you explain when you come across your favorite recipe. Her handwriting makes your eyes fill up with tears once again. Natasha rubs your back soothingly.

“We could try to make them. I’m not the best baker, but you’re pretty good and I’m sure Wanda would help,” Natasha suggests.

“I’d love that,” you reply.

You make it through the recipes and photos with Nat by your side. She pulls you into a hug as you hold the folder close to your chest.

“You alright?” She whispers in your ear, dropping a subtle kiss right behind it.

"I am. Thanks to you,” you reply.

“I love you, y/n. I’m always going to hold you and make sure you know that.”

Her words make you cry and she continues to hold you. There’s a lot of noise in the room, but you swear all you can hear is her heat beating in her chest. The rhythm brings you comfort. It feels like the safest place in the world.

You couldn’t have made it through this day without her. Natasha knows that your love for each other is the realist thing in the world.

The proximity of your heart to the ones you love is always so close. Natasha will always keep your heart safe.

After a long day of saving people and interacting with them it's nice to have something to ease your mind at the end of the day.

Your favorite game was Call of Duty Black Ops 4. Occasionally, Natasha would join you but she was busy giving Wanda some pointers to hone her hand to hand combat skills. So it was just you and that's normally how you liked it.

You don't have to worry about reviving any of your teammates nor yourself since you're damn good at the game and you can go through whichever easter egg much quicker.

It was around 6:30PM and you'd beaten Voyage of Despair twice before moving onto Ancient Evil.

Your day was pretty good. You were able to play Xbox all day without any distractions from that eccentric boy Tony always has around. No Morgan to beg you to let her play with you then throw a hissy fit when you throw her out. Nobody bothered you and it was great. It was like nothing could ruin your good day and you were happy about that.

Days like this aren't common for you unless Natasha is around or in close proximity to you so you were proud of your improvement since Hydra.

Natasha still hadn't returned to your shared room and it's not that you thought something happened to her, it's just that she said she'd only be with Wanda for an hour and it's been 3 of those.

You contemplated searching for her but you were so close to the boss fight and you were sure she was alright so you turned your attention back to the game.

You were delivering the final shot to the Boss, Zeus, on Ancient Evil when the door to your bedroom flew open and in the doorway stood Natasha.

The angered look on her face was foreign to you as you ran up to her to engulf her in a bone crushing hug after not seeing her all day.

"I missed you Natasha you left me alone a lot longer than you promised to." You said as you buried your head in her chest.

Upon seeing this Natasha almost felt bad for being angry at you. She knew you were fragile as far as emotions and wanted to forget about the whole thing and cuddle you for infinity but that quickly subsided when she remembered why she was here.

That fucking conversation with Wanda. She knew deep down inside her that you would never betray her like this but her mind was so clouded with her emotions that she didn't even think when she pushed you off her.

You hit the ground hard but for you it felt like a cloud.

"Natty?" You asked confused by her sudden actions. It was then you looked up and noticed how pissed she looked but in a dangerously calm way.

You knew Natasha would never intentionally hurt you but the way she was right now you weren't entirely sure so you stood up and thought of what to do.

You're not exactly good in situations like this but you remembered the time she taught you how to handle people's emotions the correct way so you thought you'd put that knowledge to use right now.

"Do you need me to give you space?" You tried. No response.

Okay i'll try this.

"Do you wanna talk about it ?" You asked again.

This caused a reaction in Natasha as she moved from her spot in the doorway to the bed. It was like her body was on autopilot. Wanda words kept replaying in her mind like a broken record.

"You know I heard Y/N has the hots for Maria and if i'm being honest i can totally see it. Last week when you were on that mission in Siberia Maria kept going in and out of Y/N's room and they said that if you listen close enough you could hear squeals and what sounded moans. In my opinion the potential they have is amazing and they'd be such a cute couple. it's like a perfect fit, Maria's so tall and y/n isn't exactly short bu-"

Natasha had tuned Wanda out by then. She didn't need to hear another word. Wanda was still new kinda like you so she didn't know that you and Nat had a thing going on but the way she spoke of you and Maria made her sick to her stomach. She felt as if the whole world had been dropped on her.

She ended the training early and decided to walk around the compound in attempts to clear her mind but that was soon proven to be unhelpful.

Her mind was screaming at her to not believe the allegations but when she heard other people around the building talking about it she couldn't think otherwise and made her way to your shared room with murder on her mind. not literally

"Helloo Natty are you there?" Natasha was snapped back to reality by the feeling of you lightly shaking her shoulder.

"Why did you sleep with Maria while I was gone?" The question was so eerily calm that it would make anyone feel as if they were in an unsurmountable amount of danger.

"Natty what do you mea-"

"Don't fucking lie to me y/n i've heard what everyones been saying. That you fucked Maria on multiple occasions while i was in Siberia."

The words were coming out so calm and smoothly that anybody else would think she was asking a simple question but you could see the fire burning in her eyes.

"Natasha i didn't sleep with Maria I was just showing her-"

"Showing her what y/n!" Natasha exclaimed as she stood up. This caused you to shrink up a little out of instinct from past experiences.

"N-no i was just sh-showing her my vi-"

"Yeah showing her your virginity." Nat mumbled under her breathe and somehow it didn't reach your enhanced ears.

Something inside Natasha was screaming at her to stop but her anger overtook that something.

"You know something y/n I really thought I could trust you. I helped you free your mind of your past. I opened up to you and told you things about myself that i've never told anybody. Not even Clint and you go and pull this shit. We could've been great together Y/N and I knew that ever since we brought you back from Hydra but obviously a mistake. Once a fuck up always a fuck up."

Whatever fear you had quickly went away as those words came out of her mouth. Who did she think she was to criticize you on your past mistakes and blame you for something you had no idea about. All you wanted to do was show Maria your video game collection and maybe make another friend so that everyone could see that you were capable of redeeming yourself just like Bucky and Wanda. Was that such an issue ? Apparently it was.

"Oh so now you have no-" Natasha started but you quickly cut her off.

"Ever since you brought me back from Hydra the whole fucking building has been against me Natasha even the ex Hydra members who, you would assume, understood the hell I went through and how I was currently feeling. Maybe they could've, I don't know, helped me understand what I was feeling instead of dragging me through the dirt because I sure as hell didn't know. The only person who didn't treat me like absolute shit the whole time I've been here was you. You understood what it was like to be broken and molded into someone you didn't want to become. You were the one who taught me what it was to be a person and helped me work out my feelings. You showed me a whole new world Natasha and you're just gonna throw that away become of some bullshit you heard on the streets ? And FYI the only reason Maria was here a lot was because she asked me if she could start joining in on my gaming and I gladly said yes. She said she wanted to get know me instead of the shit she heard from everyone else and you know what ? It was nice to have someone else to talk to while you were gone. It was like a breath of fresh air to know that not everyone was against me but I didn't know me finally being willing to trust someone other than you would lead to the one I love the most treating me as if I'm a terrorist and I get it. I am. I'm a terrorist, a murderer, a fucking psycho killer but guess what Natalia Romanova SO. ARE. YOU.!" You said jamming your finger into her chest with each punctuation.

The use of her real name and your outburst caused Natasha to realize what she was doing as she tried to pull you into her arms.

"Baby let's talk this through I didn't mea-"

"Don't touch me Natalia. You hurt me. You hurt me a lot more than Hydra or anyone here ever could and you wanna know why? Because I fucking love you and for you to turn around and lay this shit on me hurt a LOT you may not care and I don't know how to explain it but it hurt Natalia and I want you to know how much you hurt me because I never want to see your face again."

"Baby don't say that you don't mean it listen I'm so-"

"I said get OUT!" You screamed as your powers started to take control of your body causing you to shake with anger.

The tears were flowing from both of your eyes was unknown to you as Natasha stood up and slowly made her way to the door knowing what your powers could do if you lost control. Hell it was way worse than what Wanda could do.

Natasha stopped to take one last look at you in hopes that you would let her redeem herself but you only pointed towards the door and said one word.

"Go." And she did. She left and she immediately regretted it as she heard glass shatter from behind your door. She wanted to turn around and go back inside.

She wanted to kick herself for letting a silly rumor get to her. She wanted to break that door down and hold you and talk things out like responsible adults but she knew that if she went back in there while you were in this state, or if she went back in there at all, that just might be the last time she ever saw the light of day.

She contemplated paying a special visit to Wanda for putting these things in her head but instead she went to the source of the problem.

Maria.

Natasha knocked on the woman's office door and awaited a response but she didn't get one. She tried again before she opened the door to see that Maria was not in her office so she decided to ask Jarvis.

"Jarvis can you tell me where Maria is please it's urgent ?"

"Miss Hill is currently in Y/N's Room but may I inform you that Y/N has specifically asked me to not let you into her room." The A.I. responded.

Those words hit Natasha like a church bell. Maria is with...you. In your shared room probably holding you like Natasha wanted to. Maria is the one comforting you when it should be her there picking up the pieces she so messily threw all over the place.

She could just see it now and it made her sick. She resented herself for her actions and she wanted to make it up but will you accept her back ? Did she even lose you ?

Everything that happened today was giving Natasha one hell of a headache and if she was being honest she needed a drink. Bad. So she headed over to Tony's.

"Ahh Romanoff how's it going?" Tony asked as he opened the door to his lab but he quickly took in the look on her face and stepped aside to let her in.

Tony wanted to ask what was on her mind but instead he just poured her the drink she so desperately needed.

After her 7th shot he took the bottle from her.

"What the fuck Stark?"

"Easy Romanoff I just wanna ask you something. " When she didn't respond he continued. "Is this about Y/N and Maria?"

Tony didn't even get a chance to react as Natasha sent a quick right hook to his jaw.

"HOLY FUCKING HELL ROMANOFF!" Tony exclaimed as he rubbed his jaw in pain. "I guess it is about them huh." He asked rhetorically but the question still made her tense up and glare at Tony.

"Woah now Red. Don't take my words as an insult i'm just trying to figure out why you came to my lab at... nine o clock at night."

Had it really been that long Natasha thought to herself. Everything happened so fast that she couldn't even register time.

"Yeah it's about them. I fucked up Tony. I let these stupid fucking rumors get to my head and I said shit to Y/N that I would've never said if I was in the right state of mind scratch that I shouldn't have said any of that period I can't make excuses for my mistakes. I know she's delicate coming straight outta Hydra and all but I don't know what came over me it's like I became a whole 'nother person."

Tony didn't interrupt once nor did he know what the fuck Natasha said to you, but he did know that none of the rumors were true but how exactly did he tell Natasha this without risking the possibility of death or serious life threatening injuries but you only live once so fuck it.

"So you do kno-"

"I know. I'm just fucking ignorant. She tried to tell me so many times that that wasn't the case but I didn't listen and now I think I just lost the one true person I ever gave a fuck about. How do I even face her when Maria is with her giving her the love and affection she should be getting from me in a situation like this."

Tony smiled as he saw you walk through the door. Not because he liked you per se, don't get him wrong he doesn't hate you like everyone else but he doesn't exactly invest his time in trying to get to know you. He smiled because he knew you caught the last few lines of Natasha's rant and hopefully Nat would leave so he can finish his work. As much as he loved his red haired friend he loved working his ass off more.

"Natasha?" You called out and this made Natasha turn around so fast you'd think she'd have whiplash. She couldn't believe her eyes as she got up and started walking towards you.

"Baby I-" She started but you hushed her and pulled her outside.

"Listen I really wanna-" Natasha started again but she stopped when you placed your arms around her neck and brought her in for a kiss. And another. And another. Followed by another until you finally spoke.

"I know i'm not good with my emotions but when you started accusing me of sleeping with Maria it felt like a fire was starting inside of me and I wanted to extinguish it but the flames kept growing and somebody was trying to put them out but the flames engulfed them entirely and that somebody was me and I had to watch that somebody burn alive and it-"

"Shhh you don't have to explain yourself. If anything I should be the one explaining. Actually I don't think I can explain what I said to you but I can at least try. I didn't mean any of those words I said okay ? Not a single one but that doesn't exclude the fact that I still said them.

"No Natty you were right once a fuck up always a fuck up I can accept that because it's true but what I can't accept is how I called you all those horrible names but I forgive you."

Natasha watched confused as you backed away from her and opened your arms in an assumingely hugging gesture but instead you said

"Go ahead and beat me as many times as you'd like I can take it. As long as you don't leave me i'll let you hit me as much as you want as compensation for what I said to you earlier and for being involved in something that made you mad. I shouldn't have been talking to Maria in the first place and that's a fault on my behalf and i'm sorry and I wanna show you that so go ahead and get it over with."

Natasha heart broke at the sight of you. She knew you were only doing this because Hydra would beat you for the slightest reason. It's like a defense mechanism for you. Over-explaining and degrading yourself in an attempt to get off the hook.

Natasha took a step towards you and you closed your eyes as you braced yourself for the impact but instead you were engulfed in the warmest hug ever.

You opened your eyes confused as to why you weren't being flung around right now but as if she read your mind, Natasha answered the question for you.

"I would NEVER inflict ANY kind of harm onto you even if it meant saving my life do you understand me Y/N L/N?"

You didn't exactly grasp the concept of what she was saying because if you did something wrong then a harsh punishment should follow but you liked how Natasha arms felt. The same feeling you got when you woke up in them every morning unless she was on a mission.

"I'm sorry. i'm sorry. i'm sorry. im sorry. i'm sorry. im sorry. im sorry." Natasha said between kisses.

"Natty I already told you I forgive you."

"I know but what you just said and did shattered my heart into a million little pieces. I just want you to know that despite everything you've been through and despite all the shit that unfolded today, I love you Y/N. I love you so fucking much that I could scream it from the top of Mount Olympus and it still wouldn't be enough to express my love for you because that's how much I fucking love you."

"So, tell me who all was fucking with you while I was gone."

Today was probably the weirdest day you'd had in a while but you're sure that weirder days were to come especially since you're an Avengers dating another Avenger but you wouldn't have it any other way especially if you had a Natasha Romanoff by your side.

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"I-I was trying to help Wanda, she seemed stressed, and so I offered to be her sous chef.," you mumbled your answer so quietly that the redhead hardly heard you., "Come again?," you looked up to her with your lip trapped between your teeth, and her surface level anger melted at the adorable sight of your nervous state., "Detka, you know there's a reason you're not one of the chef's here.," she softly cooed before swiftly pecking at your lips to get you to release your lower lip., "That reason being your stunning ability to burn water, and apparently now to chop your hand up along with the tomatoes.," she chuckled when you tried to lean away from her, the embarrassment clear as day on your face., "Natty, it was one time."

"One time is too many.," she reasons while pulling your body closer to hers, and you can see the genuine concern she carried for you beneath her usually guarded eyes, "Let's get you to Bruce now, then if you're good we can cuddle in bed until you're feeling better.," you sighed, knowing that fighting her would get you nowhere so you nodded your acceptance.

Wanda then entered the kitchen at the worst time, approaching the cut tomatoes and shrieking at the sight of your blood all over. Natasha was quick to stop you from talking, the need to keep you focused on your hand was imminent., "Hey Wands, use the black card to just order takeout tonight, Y/N here was given privileges she never should've been.," the witch grimaced once she took in the sight of you, the way you looked of a wounded puppy made her heart skip, and she also found Natasha's calm to be nothing to take for granted., "Sounds good to me, I'll just clean this up and order some Chinese food since it's your guys favorite.," Natasha smirked at the relative easiness of the situation, knowing good and well that even if Wanda would win in a fight, she was still fearful of the former assassin.

Wanda sent you an apologetic smile when you walked by her sniffling, the bloodied towel a reminder to never you near the knives again. Natasha was also quick to whisper said reminder to her, the softness in her voice was a faux offer of comfort, because the truth in her words was that the witch got off lucky this time. Natasha escorted you to Bruce, who with one silent nod from the redhead knew to get to work on fixing you up. She held your good hand, allowing you to squeeze hers whenever a stitch was too much to bare, and she kept her comments to herself about how soft you were.

After all was said and done you were her precious little baby, a fierce avenger by day, but by nightfall you were a soft little cuddle bug. Every time you’d inevitably come home injured she’d revel in the cuddling to come after she knew you were going to be okay. So just as soon as Bruce gave you the all clear she was carrying you out of the medbay bridal style. Passing the kitchen she expertly grabbed the bag being extended her way, and carried you along with the takeout up to your shared room.

Natasha settled you on the bed, stopping briefly to kiss your cheeks since you whined at the loss of her warmth. The adorable pout you wore always warmed her heart, knowing that she brought you as much comfort as she did never failed to make her feel contentment. Loving you had been by far her favorite thing that life ever threw her way, so as she held you close, scooping your go to chow mein into your mouth, she thanked the world for another day that she got to spend cherishing your life.

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Crazy Ex

Summary: After getting a ton of calls and messages from an unknown number, you fear it’s your crazy ex girlfriend trying to get in contact with you again. You distance yourself from your girlfriend Natasha so you don’t worry her. What happens when your ex kidnaps you?

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x F!Reader

Warnings: Angst, Toxic/Controlling Relationship (past), Mentions of Killing/Dying, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort, Soft Protective Nat

Word Count: 2.8k

You feel your phone vibrate in your hand for what feels like the thousandth time as you look down at it once more. For the past few days you have been getting many calls and texts of someone threatening you and claiming to know where you live from an unknown number. You are certain it is your ex-girlfriend Amy as she is the only person that comes to mind and you are scared for what she may do. You don’t want to think about what will happen if she finds you. Amy was very controlling and it felt like you were being held hostage in your own relationship. She had a lot of ex’s who rejected her and left her for other people, and once your relationship became serious, she became very crazy. 

You tried to get out of the relationship many times but she didn’t let you, and it was a hard time in your life but you eventually were able to get out of the relationship and get a restraining order put out on her after lots of proof and many court visits. You met Natasha a few months later when she came into your job, the two of you instantly clicking right away. Something about you drew her in and she knew that you were going to become someone important in her life. Being in a relationship with Natasha wasn’t easy at the beginning but she was patient and took her time with you. She knew about your relationship with your ex-girlfriend, the love and comfort she provided finally showed you what a healthy relationship was supposed to be like.

You’ve blocked the numbers each and every time it calls or texts you, but a new one would call or text you again and again, not knowing what else to do to solve it. 

Unknown Number: Y/n, pick up the fucking phone right now

Unknown Number: I know where you live, don’t test me 

Unknown Number: When I come to your apartment, you’re going to regret not answering me

You shudder as you think of what can happen and you don’t know what else to do. You’ve been staying at the compound with Natasha for the past few days instead of at your apartment like the two of you usually do because you’re scared she will suddenly show up and something bad will happen. You don’t want to worry her about it which is why you haven’t told her what’s going on. Thankfully she hasn’t questioned anything but you’re feeling hopeless as the texts and calls are becoming more frequent. You worry she may possibly find out that you are at the compound and do something crazy to hurt Natasha. It wouldn’t be the first time that she has stalked you.

“Y/n baby, are you okay?” Natasha’s sweet voice next to you brings you out of your thoughts, the worried look on her face making you feel guilty. You smile at her as reassuringly as you can, nodding as you look around the room. You, Natasha, Wanda, Yelena and Kate were all watching a movie and they too had worried looks on their faces... How long have you been zoned out for?

“You alright Sestra?” you hear Yelena ask you from across the room. Yelena has become a sister figure to you, her protectiveness over you just as strong as her sisters when the two of you started dating. She knows about your crazy ex as well and even asked you if you wanted her to take care of her for you. You may just take her up on that offer soon if you can’t solve it alone. 

“I’m good, sorry guys. Let’s keep watching the movie”

As you continue to watch what’s playing on the TV, your phone goes off once more, and you fear that Natasha will see or hear it, the thought making you slightly uneasy. As a few minutes go by, you hear Natasha speak up again. 

“Sweetheart? Who keeps calling you?” you bite the inside of your cheek as you look at her, you should’ve known that you couldn’t hide anything from her as she is a trained spy. You smile at her as you put your phone in your pocket. 

“It’a my brother, he keeps calling and texting. I’m so sorry I totally forgot I was supposed to go help him today at his apartment. Is it alright if I leave and come by later?” she looks at you but doesn’t press any further.

“That’s alright love, there’s no need to apologize or ask. Would you like me to drive you there?” you smile at her kindness and deposit a sweet kiss on her lips, your hand on her cheek as you look at her. You love this woman so much. 

“I’ll be okay baby, stay here with the girls and keep them company, I know you’ve been wanting to spend some time with them this week” 

She looks at you hesitantly as if thinking about it, but you smile at her once more as you kiss her again. “You know he’s not far from here baby, and I could use the walk” she smiles softly at you as she nods. She doesn’t want you to feel like she is controlling you so she refrains from offering once again.

“Okay Detka, please text me when you get there okay?” you kiss her one last time and smile against her lips. 

“I will, I promise, i’ll see you later. Bye guys” you hear everyone say their goodbyes as you make your way towards the elevator and out of the compound. You take a deep breath as the air from outside hits your face, trying to regulate your breathing. You hate lying to Natasha but it’s better you figure this out on your own as it is not Natasha’s problem to deal with. You walk towards your apartment and think of what you can do. 

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A few days have passed and you have been keeping your distance from Natasha and the others. You haven’t been talking to her much and you always come up with an excuse when she asks to see you. You feel guilty but you know it’s for the best. You know she is an Avenger and can protect herself but you wouldn’t be able to forgive yourself if something bad happened to her. You never know what may happen and what lengths your ex-girlfriend would go through. It’s late at night as you’re walking back to your apartment as you have just finished work, but you have the feeling someone is watching and following you. You look around you as you keep walking but you don’t see anyone suspicious. As you reach the front of your apartment, you feel someone grabbing onto you and sticking something in your neck, instantly making you pass out. 

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Your eyes flutter open as you try to look around you, your vision blurry seeing nothing but an empty room, a painful ache passing through your body. You try to move but your movement is restricted, your arms and legs tied up as you sit in an uncomfortable chair. You try to get free but whatever is tied around you is tight, and your stomach drops as you fear what will happen to you. Before you can think or do anything else, the door opens and your ex-girlfriend Amy appears in front of you. 

“Hey baby, did you miss me?” your eyes are wide as you stare at her, your heart beating out of your chest as she moves towards you. “You’ve been ignoring my texts and calls, don’t you miss me? I miss you so much”

 “Fuck you! Why can’t you just leave me alone? What’s wrong with you, you psycho!” she slaps you hard, the force making your head turn to the side. 

“Shut the fuck up! You belong to me, not that stupid Avenger” she slaps you again, the impact even harder then the last, making you taste blood in your mouth. 

“You’re fucking crazy. Where the fuck did you take me?” the smirk on her face is sickening as she looks down at you. 

“You’re home where you belong, your little girlfriend won’t find you here. You’re mine again” you shiver as you look at her, your heart beating rapidly. Is this where you die?

“You won’t get away with this. They will find me and they will kill you on the spot. You’ve ruined my life enough, just let me go” her hand grabs a fistful of your hair as she smiles at you. 

“Why can’t you see that I love you! Why can’t you just stay with me and not be a stupid whore and leave me like everyone else hmm?” 

“I will never love you or be with you ever again, I hate you!” she slaps you again as she growls out in frustration, walking away and out of the room. You finally let the tears fall, letting your head fall back as you close your eyes. You can’t help but to blame yourself; if you had just told Natasha what was going on maybe you wouldn’t be here in this position right now. 

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Days go by as you are stuck in this room alone. She has come inside the room trying to get you to talk to her and willingly be with her again but you don’t budge. She doesn’t feed you or give you water and you would rather keep it that way then be with her again. You know someone will save you. Let’s hope she doesn’t get tired of waiting anytime soon.

“This is ridiculous! It’s been three days, we’re losing time, what if she’s-“

“We’re going to find her Natasha I promise. We’re so close. You can’t think that way it won’t do you any good. Y/n is strong and her ex will pay.” Natasha, Wanda, Yelena and Kate were all trying to find you. They enlisted Friday in trying to figure out your whereabouts, but so far they’ve had no luck. Natasha sits down and covers her face with her hands. At first she thought you were being distant because of her, but after the second day of you brushing her off, she knew something wasn’t right. You have never made excuses not to see her, nothing bad had happened between the two of you, and her gut was telling her that something was seriously wrong. When you stopped responding to her texts and calls, she went to your apartment and didn’t see you there. She called your work and you weren’t there either, and when she called your brother to ask if he’s seen you and if you showed up at his apartment that one day when you left the compound and he said no, she instantly knew what was going on. 

At first she didn’t know about the texts or calls that you were receiving, but after a few days your behavior changed and she noticed them on your phone. She didn’t want to think anything negative, she knew you would never cheat on her; the negative feeling in her gut made it’s appearance once more. She didn’t know it was something as serious as this. She blames herself for not taking action sooner, but there was no apparent threat with your ex, and you had always claimed that she was gone from your life for good, that nobody had to worry. She wishes she could see into the future to know that this was going to happen. 

“I think we found her! I was finally able to get a location. There’s an abandoned house up on the mountains, I think she might be there. She’s four hours out” Everyone rushes to grab their things and make their way onto the quinjet.

“Let’s go get our girl”

Your body aches more and more each day that you are sitting in this chair, stuck in the same position. You are starting to feel hopeless, wondering if Natasha will be able to find you. You become nauseous as you begin to think of the worst. What if you die here?

“Please, just let me go.” You tense up as she puts a knife to your neck, applying pressure.

“Shut up. I’m getting tired of you at this point. I should just kill you right now and make you regret ever leaving me.” You jump out of your skin as the door gets kicked open roughly, Natasha appearing in your line of sight in her Black Widow suit with your other friends behind her. She throws her Widow Bites at your ex-girlfriend, instantly knocking her to the floor, the knife dropping. You sigh out in relief, your shoulders dropping as you close your eyes. 

“Detka? I’m here now, I’m so sorry, please look at me” she unties your hands and legs with her knife, grabbing your face as she looks at you, frowning at your injuries.

“God i’m so sorry I couldn’t find you sooner. We tried so hard. I’m so sorry baby” she lets her tears fall as she rests her forehead against yours. She doesn’t know what she would do with herself if she didn’t find you here, or worse, if she didn’t find you alive. You are her whole entire world and to think she almost lost you makes her absolutely sick to her stomach. You wrap your arms around her and hold her tight, needing her touch more than anything at this very moment to comfort you, tears falling down your face as well. You feel her arms wrap around you as she kisses your head and breathes you in. She Is not letting you out of her sight ever again; she just almost lost you today. You slowly get up and give your body a moment to properly adjust after being tied up for so long, holding onto Natasha for support.

“Y/n?” Yelena’s worried voice makes you smile at her, instantly wrapping your arms around her as you hug her close. 

“i’m okay, thank you guys, you saved my life” Kate and Wanda come to hug you as well, sighing in relief knowing you’re okay. 

“I’m going to take Y/n home, Yelena, you guys know what to do” Yelena nods her head at her sister, the two of you making your way towards the quinjet as she takes you both back home. She will send another one back for the others. She puts it on autopilot and sits down, pulling you onto her lap as she holds you close. 

“i’m so glad you’re okay, I don’t know what I would do if you weren’t there, or if I lost you or-“ you cut her off with a kiss to her lips, instantly calming her down. 

“i’m okay baby, thanks to you guys. I was slowly starting to lose hope that you wouldn’t be able to find me, but you did and that’s all that matters now” she presses her lips to yours again, keeping them there so she can feel you.

“Why didn’t you tell me what was going on? We would have taken care of it” the worried look on her face makes you kiss her again, feeling guilty that it came down to this and that you scared her.

“I didn’t want you to worry so I tried handling it by myself. It wasn’t your problem to deal with and at first I didn’t think much of it but then it was too late, I’m sorry Nat” you frown at her as you let your tears fall. You feel her wipe them away as her lips press to your forehead.

“Whatever problems you face are my problems as well. I want you to always come to me and talk to me when something is wrong or if you need help. I love you so much honey” you smile at her and wrap your arms around her neck, nuzzling your face into her neck. You love Natasha more than words can describe. 

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You lay your head on Natasha’s chest as the two of you lay in your shared bed together. You cuddle into her, the feeling of her strong but soft arms around you instantly bringing you immediate comfort. Her arms hold you protectively against her, her hand tracing small comforting patterns on your back underneath your shirt, the feeling of her hand on your exposed skin grounding you.

“I’m not letting you out of my site ever again, just so you know” you smile against her chest as you cuddle into her more. You don’t doubt that for one second. 

“I love you Nat” you hear the smile in her voice when she speaks.

After the debrief, writing your mission reports, and tending to your cuts, you guys now had the rest of the day to yourselves.

Peter wanted everyone to get together and watch a movie, so after showering and changing, everyone began piling into the movie room. Wanda started making popcorn and snacks while Peter, Thor, and Sam fought over what movie they wanted to watch.

When you walked into the room your girlfriend was already sitting on a couch with her phone in her hand, but when she looked up and saw you, all of her attention immediately went to you.

"Hey, moya lyubov. You okay?" she asked as she opened her arms for you to lay on her.

"Yeah I'm fine. Just tired." you sighed and let your head fall onto her chest as she kissed your forehead.

"You know you scared me. When your coms went out and no one could get eyes on you. I'm just relieved your safe and with me now." she spoke into your hair.

You turned your head to look up at her with a small smile.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to I-" you were interrupted by Natasha.

"No baby, you don't have to be sorry. It wasn't your fault I know. You just scared me that's all. I love you." she said as she stroked your hair.

You puckered your lips and she smiled, leaning down to place a gentle kiss on your lips.

"I love you too." you smiled.

"Alright I've got popcorn, chips, candy, and drinks." Wanda announced as she made her way into the room carrying a tray of snacks, Clint following behind with a couple more trays of snacks for everyone.

"Ah sweet! The Doritos are mine!" Peter said as he raced to grab a bag of Doritos before anyone else.

As everyone got all of their snacks, Nat had grabbed you two a small bowl of popcorn before returning to her spot next to you.

She laid down on the couch and you curled into her side. You laid your head on her chest and she put her arm around you, using her other hand to move the bowl of popcorn on her lap so you both had access to it.

As the movie played, your exhaustion caught up to you and you started to fight sleep, wanting to enjoy this time in Natasha arms.

But you quickly lost the battle and let your eyes shut, falling into a deep sleep.

It wasn't until a few minutes later when Nat noticed the lack of movement coming from you. So she turned her attention away from the movie and looked down at you to find you fast asleep.

She smiled to herself as she slowly reached for a blanket laid across the back of the couch so she didn't wake you up. She put the blanket on you and wrapped one arm around your waist, and her other hand stroking your hair.

She didn't know she was staring at you until a voice pulled her out of her trance.

"You’re looking at her like just hand placed each star in the sky, Natasha." Wanda quietly teased.

Natasha quickly looked up to see who was talking to her, but rolled her eyes when she saw it was Wanda.

"Shut up. If you had someone like her you would be too."

Wanda just smiled, happy that Natasha found someone to care for like she does for you.

"You love her don't you." Wanda said.

Nat looked down at you with heart eyes.

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Natasha has been avoiding you all day.

You’d gotten up this morning, while she was still asleep, kissed her cheek and gone to get breakfast.

You’d sat and had a conversation with Yelena while you ate and then you’d gone to the shop for groceries.

When you got back, Natasha was nowhere to be found.

You’d looked for her, of course you had. But this was Natasha Romanoff you were looking for, if she didn’t want you to find her, you wouldn’t.

That’s why now, hours after coming home, hours after giving up on your search for her, you are surprised to find her sitting on your shared bed. Her back is facing you as she sits, with her elbows resting on her knees, staring blankly at the wall in front of her.

You step into the room cautiously, making a conscious effort to put a little more weight behind your steps. Purely to alert the assassin that you’ve joined her in the room.

“Natasha?”

You call out, in hopes of getting the other woman’s attention.

She doesn’t respond. Instead, she sits, with her head still facing the wall. Not even a hum of acknowledgment to indicate she’s heard you.

Rounding the bed, you take a moment to consider your options. You can attempt to get her attention again. Or you can leave her be.

The two of you haven’t been together long, only a couple of months. So you're not quite sure if this is a time for you to push her or back off. You know Natasha well, but not well enough to know what to do in this kind of situation.

Settling for the first option, you crouch down to be eye level with the assassin. Attempting to get her attention again, you softly say her name.

Nothing.

She has yet to acknowledge your presence. But the faraway look in her eyes tells you it’s not intentional that she’s ignoring you. She’s simply too far into her mind to notice you’ve joined her.

Placing your hand on her knee gets her attention. She looks startled for a moment before she realizes it’s you and then she relaxes. But you can see by the tension in her shoulders that she doesn’t do so fully.

“Hey. What’s going on? Are you okay?”

Natasha takes a moment to herself before speaking. Her voice is clear and even as she does so, keeping eye contact with you.

“Yelena yelled at me this morning.”

At first, you're confused, what reason would your friend have for yelling at your girlfriend? What could she have said to her that was so bad she’d avoided you all day?

But then realization dawns on you.

This morning, when you were having breakfast with Yelena, you didn’t talk about your days or what books you’ve been reading recently. 

You talked about Natasha. 

More importantly, you told your friend about how your girlfriend had upset you. How she’d made a comment in passing that just… didn’t sit well with you.

You knew Natasha didn’t mean anything by her comment. You know she would never say anything with the intention to hurt you. It’s just well… it did hurt. But you didn’t want to bring it up with her because she didn’t mean to and because you didn’t want her to feel bad. 

Plus, it was just a silly little comment.

“She said I upset you yesterday. Something I’d said or the way I spoke to you or- I don’t even know but- I- I upset you. And Lena yelled at me.”

Seeing Natasha in such an upset state has your protectiveness over the woman stirring inside you. When you’d told Yelena what’d happen and how you felt you didn’t intend for her to scold your girlfriend about it, least of all yell at her.

But this is your best friend you're talking about and even though she is Natasha's sister, she is fiercely protective of you. Especially after your last relationship, one that ended just about as well as the relationship itself was.

“Oh, Hunny. I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean for her to yell at you I just-“

“No.” Natasha interrupts you, a look of something akin to shock on her face.

“N- no?” You question. Anxiety rising in you at her words. What if she was mad at you? For talking about your relationship with Yelena instead of with her. What if she blamed you for Yelena having a go at her.

“No, you don’t get to apologize.” Natasha reiterates. The look on her face now morphing into something else, something you can’t yet identify. This only serves to make the panic in you grow.

“Natty, please. My intention wasn’t to get you into trouble. I was just talking with Lena and- I dunno- I was upset yes but I shouldn’t have talked about our relationship with her and I’m sorry I-“

Before you can go any further into your spiral Natasha cuts you off again. This time with her hands gently holding the sides of your face. 

Panic surges through you once more at the contact until you look into Natasha’s eyes.

Her soft, green, love filled eyes.

She holds you, just allowing you to breathe, to center yourself, until your breaths return to steady, even puffs of air. Natasha rubs her thumbs up and down your cheeks in a soothing motion, knowing how the action usually serves to bring you peace.

Once Natasha sees that you’ve calmed down enough, she starts to speak again. Keeping her voice low and soft to let you know she isn’t mad at you.

“Y/n, you did nothing wrong. I upset you, you told your friend and she yelled at me. She should have yelled at me. I upset you.”

Her words shock you. Wasn’t she supposed to be mad at you? Wasn’t she supposed to be yelling?

“If I ever, and I mean ever, do anything to upset you I want you to tell me. I want you to feel comfortable enough to tell me. Of course, still talk to your friends and yes, I will accept them having a go at me for it because I don’t want to hurt you. In anyway. God, I am grateful that Lena had a go at me today because I wouldn't have even copped to having upset you if she hadn’t and I hate the thought of that.”

Seeing that you don’t plan to interject any time soon Natasha continues on. Keeping the movement of her thumbs going to keep you relaxed.

“I'm sorry I upset you.” She speaks slowly, wanting you to understand the sincerity of her words. “I’m even more sorry that you didn’t feel as though you could tell me about it. I’m not always so good with my words, the way I express myself and this whole dating thing is all new to me but I just- please. If I do or say anything and I mean anything to upset you, please tell me. I promise I will never be mad at you for having that conversation with me. I won’t ever tell you that you're being too sensitive. I won’t dismiss you. And I know you can’t trust that yet because… well let’s face it words are just that, words. But I promise to show you that I mean them with my actions. Consistently. Not just when I’m in a good mood or when I feel like I have nothing else to do. Always. I will always put your feelings first.”

Natasha’s words linger in your heart. Setting it ablaze. 

You’ve heard those promises before, not from her, from friends, parents, people who promised you that you could trust them.

But they aren’t her. They aren't your Natasha.

You want to believe her, you want to trust her with everything you have. You just need a little more time to let her show you that you can before you allow yourself to.

Wanting to change the topic a bit and needing confirmation that she isn't upset with you, you mumble. “I thought you were mad at me.”

Natasha’s reaction is immediate. Leaning forward she takes you in her arms and pulls you to sit on her lap, her arms wrapped around you as you rest your head in the crook of her neck.

“No, Dekta. I’m not mad at you. I’m mad at myself for not realizing I upset you. I’ve been sitting here trying to figure out what I said to make you feel that way.”

Removing your head from your little hide away you angle yourself to be able to see Natasha's face. It’s now, when you take a closer look at her, that you realize she’s been crying. 

The thought of hurting you brought her to tears. 

“Oh, Nat. I’m sorry hunny. I promise to make a more conscious effort at having these kinds of conversations with you.”

Nodding her head in thanks, Natasha leans forward to place a kiss to your forehead. Her lips lingering on your skin as a form of apology of her own.

“Do you wanna talk about it? I can try to explain to you why I was upset?”

Relief and gratitude flash through Natasha’s eyes at your willingness to open up to her. At your willingness to explain to her what she did wrong. 

“Yes, please.”

The rest of the night is spent having heartfelt conversations, talks of the future and cuddling.

Years later, when you and Natasha are both happily married, you still think back on that night. Of all the promises Natasha made you. And you are so grateful that to this day, she has yet to break a single one.

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You sigh as you slump into the couch, looking at the time on your phone as you make yourself comfortable. It's almost midnight and you don't know what to do with yourself. Natasha has been on a mission for over a month and you have never missed someone this much in your life then in this moment. You smile as you think of the day before she left for her mission.

"Nattyyy, that's so longgg" you pout as you look at her giving your best puppy dog eyes. She smiles softly at you and cups your cheek giving you a sweet kiss. "I know sweetheart but I promise you it will go by fast. I will be back before you even know it" You pout even more thinking about how long she will be away from you. Meeting Natasha has been one of the best moments in your life. At first it was very difficult. She was hard to crack and didn't trust nobody, the two of you slowly becoming friends as you went at her pace. Something about her drew you in, as if you felt a pull and you knew you wanted her to be in your life. You showed her all the good things in life, and the patience you showed her when things got hard, she let herself accept the love you gave her and slowly started to accept that it's what she deserves. You always tell her how much you love her and that you promise to love her until the end, that you will never give up on her, and you know she believes it when she loves you back just as strong. You will never want anyone but her. She grabs you by your waist and sits you down on her lap, wrapping her arms around you, giving you that smile reserved for you only that makes your insides all warm and fuzzy. "I love you" she whispers so softly against your lips that almost don't hear it. You grin as you look into your eyes. You will never get tired of hearing those words come out of her mouth. "I love you more, please be safe for me"

You are brought out of your thoughts as you hear the front door opening. Your head whips to the side so fast you fear you almost broke it. You instantly jump off the couch, jumping into her arms, wrapping your legs around her as you nuzzle your face into the crook of her neck, breathing her in. "Missed you so much Natty" you sniffle as your feelings overwhelmed you that you started to cry. She rubs your back up and down as she walks the both of you back to the couch, sitting down with you on her lap.

"I missed you more Detka. I promise I'm not leaving you for a long while. Shh it's okay honey" She runs her hands through your hair, kissing your head and breathing you in as she relishes in the feeling of being back home with you. Home. She smiles every time she thinks about it. After 4 years of knowing each other, and being together for 2 of them, she never thought she would ever experience something like this. She is forever grateful for the love you have given and shown her, and the home you both have created in this apartment. You are the most important person in her life alongside Yelena, and the only person she will ever want to come home to for the rest of her life.

You remove your face from her neck and take a good look at her. She has minor cuts all over her face, a bruise below her eye, but she is the most beautiful person you will ever lay eyes on. She smiles at you as she strokes your cheek softly, wiping away your tears. "Hi pretty girl" You blush from her intense gaze. There's nothing but pure love in her eyes when she looks at you. "You're hurt Natty" you frown as you keep looking at her, inspecting the rest of her body for any more injuries. Her laugh is raspy as she grabs your jaw and pulls you in for a kiss.

"Being back home with you, I'm feeling the best I've ever been. I promise I'm okay" She kisses you again and again till you're smiling against her lips, the love and warmth from the both of you igniting such powerful feelings deep within your hearts. "I think I'm healed, your kisses have healed me. Quick, don't stop, I need more kisses" She kisses all over your face and lips that has you giggling, that big smile on your face that makes her fall more and more in love with you every time she sees it and knowing its her that puts it on you makes her feel like the luckiest person in the world. She never wants to stop making you feel that way. "You're such a goof" you scrunch your nose at her and she laughs as she kisses it.

"As long as you're smiling and giggling like that all the time because of me, I will gladly wear that title" You bite your lip as you wrap your arms around her neck, kissing her passionately as her words always affect you so deeply when she says them to you. She shivers as your nails lightly scratch the back of her neck as you play with her hair there, the two of you pulling back when the need to breathe becomes necessary. You kiss her again and again, not being able to get enough of her as you've been deprived of them for over a month. You both pull back and smile at each other just enjoying the moment of being together again.

You rolled onto your side for the millionth time that night, squinting as you checked the time on your phone.

2am

It wasn’t horrifically late for you, however you’d been having trouble sleeping the past week and you wanted nothing more than to shut off your brain and get some well overdue rest.

Finally accepting defeat, you hauled your body out of bed with a sigh and made your way into the compound kitchen to refill your glass of water

As you stepped out into the corridor, you noticed a low buzz coming from the room opposite your own. Wanda’s room. You figured she was probably sat watching some old romcom with her girlfriend Natasha and had lost track of the time - that wasn’t unusual for them.

You shuffled past the door quietly, not wanting to disrupt them, and headed downstairs.

Making your way towards the sink, you flipped the tap and hummed under your breath. You wondered what film the girls had been watching.

“Bridget Jones, actually” a voice startled you. “It’s one of my favourites. Natasha pretends to hate it but I think she’s secretly super invested”.

You’d flinched at the sound of Wanda, and in reaction, the glass had dropped from your hand and into the sink, splashing your shirt with water.

“Jesus Christ Wanda, did you have to sneak up on me like that?”

Wanda laughed, making her way over to where you were standing.

“Sorry” she apologised, but from the look on her face you knew she definitely wasn’t. “Your thoughts were super loud, I assumed you were just asking me directly.”

“Well I wasn’t” you reply with a huff, taking a paper towel to wipe at the wet counter.

“Someone’s grumpy” she added with a smirk “Can’t sleep?”

“Something like that.”

The look of amusement on her face quickly turned to concern.

“I’m making tea for Nat and I if you’d like some? You could always sit in on the movie too?”

You paused, taken aback by the idea of spending time with the couple. You got along with both of them fairly well, however they tended to keep to themselves and you weren’t sure how you felt about gatecrashing their time together. It also didn’t help that you found both women painfully attractive either.

“I wouldn’t wanna interrupt” you rejected politely, but Wanda was firm, placing a hand on your shoulder.

“You wouldn’t be interrupting.” she says, her face sincere.

You didn’t get a chance to accept the offer of tea either, as she used her powers to whisk a third mug from the shelf above.

“If you insist” you respond eventually.

“I do.”

The walk back upstairs together is silent, and you wait a couple of paces behind Wanda as she opens the door to her room.

You’re shocked by the sight that greets you - Natasha curled up on the corner of the bed, her hair pulled back into a loose braid with her eyes glued to the screen. You were used to seeing her in avenger mode, constantly on alert with a no business attitude, but here she looked so warm and inviting. You took in the sight of her before snapping back to focus when she turned to look at you.

“Hey Y/N, you joining us?” she asks, with a hopeful smile.

“She is” Wanda answers for you, setting the tea down on the nightstand before placing her hand on the small of your back and guiding you towards the bed.

Natasha shuffles over to make you a space, sharing a proud glance with Wanda, which you’re too distracted to notice.

“Don’t be shy” Natasha urges “We’ve got plenty of room”

You settle yourself cross legged next to her, and Wanda is quick to follow, sitting a lot closer than you’d expected.

“You guys just missed the best part” Nat mumbles, and Wanda lets out a small chuckle.

“I’ve seen it a thousand times.” She says, turning to you with a smirk “I told you Tasha was invested”.

You can’t help but smile at the nickname Wanda uses for her girlfriend, feeling as though you’d been let in on one of their secrets. It felt special.

“I’m not invested ” she groans “I can’t help it if you abandoned me during a vital part of the movie, asshole.”

“I’m not an asshole!” Wanda protests

Natasha turns to you.

“Y/N, is Wanda an asshole?”

You blush, suddenly aware of your position between the both of them.

“I’m not a part of this” You add quickly. Wanda shoves you.

“You are now.” She adds with a smirk, wrapping an arm around you and settling her head on your shoulder. You notice Natasha scoot closer to you on the other side.

“Seriously? You bring Y/N along to our movie night and now you’re gonna hog her?”

Wanda scoffs as her girlfriend reaches out her arms towards you, and you giggle before leaning in towards her, enjoying being the centre of both of their attention.

Despite being startled by how clingy Natasha could be, you found yourself pleasantly content lying besides the pair. You’d had a small crush on them both for a while now, which wasn’t helped by the way that Wanda had now draped her arm around your waist. While your eyes focused on the movie, your brain had started to wonder, and you lost yourself in a daydreaming of being a part of their relationship, even though you knew that could never be possible.

You’d finally started to get sleepy, curled up in the arms of the two women you admired the most. You fought yourself as you felt your eyes getting droopier. Wanda spotted this and a soft smile grew on her face. By now you had sunk further into the bed, your head lay on Natasha’s chest with Wanda’s arms circled around you from behind.

“It’s okay if you want to sleep, Y/N” she whispered, bringing a hand up to your hair.

“Not sleeping” you mumble “I’m invested, just like Natasha.”

You hear a small laugh from both the women, and you smile to yourself with pride, eyes falling shut again as Wanda’s fingers stroke through your hair.

It isn’t long before you lose yourself in her touch, your body willing you to sleep at last while the pair continue to watch, making small comments to each other every so often.

Noticing your silence, Natasha looks down to where you’re lying, sighing softly when she sees the rise and fall of your chest.

“She’s perfect, isn’t she?” Nat whispers, tracing her finger over your cheek.

Wanda nods, her attention moving away from the movie and onto you.

“You reckon we can keep her around?” Natasha continues.

“Why don’t we ask her?” Wanda whispers “In the morning.”

“In the morning” Natasha agrees, her voice laced with tiredness as she leans over your sleeping frame to catch her girlfriend’s lips with her own.

It doesn’t take long for the couple to fall asleep themselves, their limbs tangled with yours beneath the covers. They couldn’t wait to wake up beside you the following morning, with the hopes of making you theirs.

“I was just thinking about how much I love you,” Natasha replies.

You kiss her cheek in response and move closer to her. She settles between your legs and leans her back against your chest. You rest your chin on her shoulder.

“You know what I was thinking about?” You ask her. She hums, signaling you to continue. “How strong you are.” She’s silent for a moment. “I mean not just physically but mentally and emotionally. Baby, you’re the strongest person I’ve ever met.”

“Oh, I don’t know about that,” she says shyly. She takes your hands over her stomach and laces her fingers with yours. “But I do know that when you hold me that I feel like the world is finally being kept away from me. And if I’m with you then maybe everyone will think that I’m alright.”

You kiss her neck. She closes her eyes and leans into you as far she can.

"Holding you, here right now, is all I’ve ever wanted, Natasha. I know this is exactly how my life was meant to work out. If I lose everything else, it doesn’t matter as long as I have you,” you say the words softly. Natasha’s wants to engrave this moment into her heart so that she may always remember the calmness, the warmth, and the love she feels.

“It’s like I finally don’t have to pretend be okay all the time,” she explains.

You add onto her sentiment, “Like you don’t have to pretend to be someone you’re not.”

"Exactly.”

She shifts in your arms and turns to face you. Her legs rest over one of yours as her arms circle your waist.

"You’re my entire heart. It’s not fair how much I love you,” Natasha says, her cheeks pink as they always are when she’s so openly affectionate with you.

No one in the world would believe her past if they saw her here with you now. If they saw how she admires you as if you’re the only person in the world, they would try to call her bluff. But you know this is the real her.

“How unreasonably in love I am with you,” you tell her.

Natasha leans in for a kiss and she melts against your lips. You hold her close for the rest of the evening and forever.

And it truly is not fair how much you love each other.

You looked at your girlfriend, Natasha, to find her occupied with drawing a little heart on your hand. “What are you doing?” You whispered, briefly glancing up at Steve then looking back at Natasha when you were satisfied that he wasn’t looking.

“Doodling,” she said simply, the tip of her tongue sticking out of the corner of her mouth as she concentrated on drawing various little stars, hearts and smiley faces all over your hand. You smiled at her, even though she couldn’t see it, before entering your daydream again, more than content to let your girlfriend busy herself with turning your hand into her own personal canvas.

That was when it had started, and it kept happening more and more frequently to the point that your hand was constantly covered in various little doodles and you had started to carry a pen around with you at all times incase Nat ever needed it. The team had started to take notice of Natasha’s little habit but no one dared question her on it. Steve had tried once, to reprimand her on not listening during a meeting, and she had sent him such a withering stare that you swore you quite literally saw the 6’1 super soldier shrink into himself in fear. She returned to drawing her cute doodles as if she hadn’t nearly just sent Captain America running as Steve awkwardly regained his composure before picking up where he left off in his speech. No one ever mentioned the newly gained habit after that.

Day after day, new drawings would appear on your hand. Old ones would get washed away, only to instantly get replaced by fresh doodles. They started to get more eccentric after time: stick figures of the two of you, funny drawings of various Avengers (she’d drawn a surprisingly good drawing of Clint sleeping once with drool at the side of his mouth. You had to try your hardest to cover that up for the rest of the day), and she’d even started to leave little messages on your hand that ranged from ‘I love you’ to ‘Tony’s hair looks weird today’.

You found it completely adorable, and you cherished the various drawings she done and the little messages she left you. Even though the redhead had already enraptured you, mind body and soul, letting her draw on you was your way of telling her that you were hers and she could do whatever she wanted with you. Natasha could draw on every inch of your skin and you’d let her.

Natasha Romanoff was many things, and you had never painted her as an artist before, but you had quickly learned to never be surprised when she unveiled another part of herself to you. You love her, everything about her, all the little quirks that only you notice because you pay just that much attention to her and all of the quirks about her that you haven’t yet discovered. Everything about her is a masterpiece that you can’t tear your eyes away from, and you find you don’t want to. You want to untangle every part of her, learn everything you can possibly learn about her, because she’s yours. Forever and always.

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