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Happy Birthday, ravciks!
January 12 - Daisy Johnson / Natasha Romanov, something fluffy/cracky maybe with ''Where do you think you’re going?'' for @ravciks
Written by @ladywinterlight
Note: Happy birthday! It’s short but I hope this is enough fluff for you!
 A very pregnant Daisy Johnson rummaged through the kitchen looking for a snack. She huffed when she couldn’t find anything she wanted and padded barefoot into the living room to get her coat. She would have chocolate fudge brownie ice cream with strawberries. She would!
“And just where do you think you’re going?” Natasha asked from the couch, one delicate red eyebrow arched in question. “It’s almost midnight.”
“We’re out of my favorite ice cream,” Daisy pouted. “And I want strawberries.” She managed to get one arm into her jacket, but the other remained stubbornly out of reach.
Natasha unfolded her slim body and took Daisy’s jacket away from her. “Oh, baby, you know you just have to ask and I’ll get you whatever you need.” She pulled Daisy into her arms and felt her wife relax slowly.
“I know,” Daisy murmured. “But you already do so much for me, Tash. I hate burdening you even more.”
“You’re not a burden. Never a burden,” Nat assured her. “You’re giving me what I never thought I’d have; a child to raise and love as much as I love its Mama.”
Daisy sniffled. Damn pregnancy hormones. “Okay. I guess… I guess it can wait until morning.”
Natasha shook her head and raised her voice. “JARVIS, please order a delivery of our usual ice cream, a couple pounds of strawberries, a bag of cherries, and sour cream and onion potato chips.”
“Right away, Natasha,” the AI responded. The first thing Daisy had done after Tony insisted on installing his AI into their private house was to hack the code and program in their first names. She was damned if either of them would be “yes, ma’amed” constantly in their own home. “It should be here within the hour.”
“There, love, see?” Natasha asked gently, stroking Daisy’s hair. “Come sit with me; I’ll give you a foot rub until your snacks get here.”
Daisy smiled. “Okay. I love you.”
“And I love you.”