#natasharomanofffluff

Summary: Natasha doesn’t believe she’s her own person, so Y/n reminds her she is.

Warnings: Angst?? i guess, sad Natasha, mentions of the Red Room.

a/n: i apologise if this is short and bad 😭 i wrote it on a walk like 20 minutes ago lmfao

You and Natasha where currently in the lounge of the avengers compound, it was very late. Neither of you knew why you were still up, but it seemed to be a common occurrence.

You waddled into the room with two glasses of water placed firmly in your hands, but as you glanced over at Natasha you felt something was off. She was staring off into the distance, and the glow that was in her eyes when you left the room had gone. You frowned.

“What’s wrong, natty?” You asked as you put the water down on the coffee table and sat down next to her.

She came out of her trance and her once glassy eyes met yours with a blank expression, and when she smiled, it didn’t reach them.

“Nothing.” She hummed, you raised an eyebrow at her. “Nat.” She looked away from you, avoiding your gaze.

“I just..” She paused, seeming unable to get the words out. You reached forward and took her hand, holding it reassuringly.

She let out a deep breath. “I’m not me. I’ll never be me. I’ll always be a product of the red room, i’ll never be a genuine person. Everything i am, came from there.”

You frowned, you knew that wasn’t true, everyone that knew Natasha knew that was not true. “That’s not true.” You said, but you knew she didn’t believe you.

“It is. Everything i am, an assassin, my ‘best’ features; bravery, willingness to fight, lack of fear. It comes from there.” She said as she looked away from you. You brought a soft hand to her cheek, gently moving her face so she was looking at you.

“That is not true.” You said, it was genuine. “You know what i think?” You asked as your thumb ran up and down on her cheek, she shook her head gently.

“I think all of that came from your mother, your bravery, your passion, your love. Every plus and every flaw. You’re a strong woman, Natasha. You’re still here, which is something not a lot of people in your situation would be able to achieve. You didn’t get the way you love from the red room, nor the way you stand up to every challenge. You are not the red room, Natasha. You are you.”

You said, you meant every word.

Her eyes became glassy again, expect this time it was from tears. She took a shaky breath in before speaking. “You really think so?” Her voice was quiet; weak. You nodded, “I really do.”

She moved forward, leaning into you. You held her as she cuddled up to you, her knees moving up to her chest.

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Summary: It starts snowing in the early hours of the morning in New York, and you make your girlfriend get up to play in it.

Warnings: Just fluff tbh. (i wrote this awhile ago pls don’t judge me 😖)

Words: 1313

You groaned slightly as you stirred from your sleep, a soft white glow poured into the room through the windows. You furrowed your eyebrows, confused by how bright it was in the room. You struggled as you turned your head to the window, your body trapped against your girlfriends.

Your eyes widened, a large grin spreading across your face as you saw the white particles flying around outside. You wrestled out of your girlfriend's arms, turning to the clock on your bedside table which displayed the number 2:56 in a glowing red.

You sat up, getting out of bed and walking to the window, your eyes glistened with amazement as you looked over a white-covered New York. You shuffled back over to the bed, shaking Natasha gently.

"Nat, wake up." You whispered, "Tasha." The redhead stirred, groaning as she put an arm over her eyes. "What time is it?" She asked, her voice raspy as she propped herself up on her elbow. "2:57 am," You said, Natasha dropped the arm from her eyes and looked, almost glared, at you standing above her.

"Why are you awake, and more importantly why are you waking me up?" She asked, dropping back down onto her soft pillows and closing her eyes, wanting to go back to sleep. "Nat! It's snowing!" You said, childlike excitement showing in your voice. Natasha's eyes shot open, immediately moving towards the large windows.

"Oh my god." The redhead said, sitting up and rubbing her eyes. "It's snowing." She stated the obvious. "Yes! It's snowing!" You giggled, Natasha turned her attention back to you. She smiled tiredly and shook her head, amused.

"Yes, love, we can go outside." She said with a soft chuckle. You squealed, putting a hand out to pull the redhead out of bed, who took it and let herself be pulled out of her warm sheets. "I'm not going outside like this though, we need to get hoodies." She said, yawning as she admired the snow. "And coats, I like snow but I'm not suicidal." She added sarcastically, earning a snort from the girl who was currently in their closet, getting two hoodies.

You reappeared, now wearing a dusk blue Nike hoodie, a black hoodie in your hand. You handed the hoodie to Natasha, who thanked you before pulling it over her head. You both made your way into the main area of your apartment, You glanced out the window any chance you got.

Natasha grabbed your coats from the coat closet as you put your shoes on. Once you were both ready you made your way down the apartment building stairs. Your face lit up as you walked out of the doors. You immediately ran out into the street, leaving footprints in the thick snow, luckily your building was facing a cobblestone path, another smaller building across from it, so you did not get run over.

Natasha grinned, walking over to her girlfriend who was facing the sky, grinning like a child. "It's so pretty." You muttered, looking at the snow-covered street, "Yeah, it is." Natasha however, was not looking at the snow, she was looking at you. Her heart swelled at how excited you were to be in the snow, she found it adorable.

While you were too busy admiring the snow, Natasha crouched down, making a ball out of the snow. "AH!" You squealed as she felt something hit you, you looked at the remaining snow on you coat, then looked back at Natasha, you mouth open playfully in fake offence.

"Oh, you're on short ass," You said playfully, getting your own ball of snow. Natasha gasped, "Bitch!" She said playfully, you laughed loudly at your girlfriend's reaction before lunging the ball of snow right at her. You threw snowballs at each other for a solid 10 minutes, laughing like children and reacting dramatically when the snow hit you.

You both fell into a fit of laughter after you fell over, losing your balance after Natasha hit you right in the chest with a snowball. The redhead stumbled over to you, dropping to her knees in front of you before falling forward, pushing you onto your back into the snow. You both giggled, you ran your cold hand up and down Natasha's back.

"I love you." Natasha mumbled into your chest, "I love you too." You replied, the smile on your face obvious in your words. Natasha rolled off you, laying down next to you in the snow. You both stared up at the sky, the soft snowflakes falling onto your faces.

"I wanna make a snow angel," You said, breaking your comfortable silence. Natasha chuckled, "Then make a snow angel, literally no one is stopping you." She said, shimmying away from you to give you more space.

You dramatically moved into a starfish position, the snow making a crunching sound as you dropped your limbs into it. You then proceeded to move them up and down, making a snow angel. Natasha copied.

After 1 to 2 minutes you stood up, wiping the snow off your hands on your coats and looking down at the snow angels you had just made. "They look great," You said, your hands on your hips. "They do, they do," Natasha confirmed, her arms crossed.

You twirled around, almost tripping over the snow. You looked up at the sky, Natasha smiled lovingly at you. "I love snow." You grinned, "I know you do." Natasha chuckled softly. She walked towards you, wrapping her arms around your neck. You put your arms around Natasha's waist, kissing her cold nose.

You took a second to admire your girlfriend, her hair sprinkled with snow, her cheeks and nose red from the cold, the soft white glow of the snow reflecting in her green eyes. "You're so pretty," You said quietly, Natasha grinned, she felt her cheeks heat up but the blush was hidden by her already red cheeks.

She leaned forward, pressing her cold lips to your equally as cold lips. She chuckled into the kiss as she felt you lean forward, dipping her backwards. Once you were standing back up straight, she deepened the kiss, playing with your snow-covered hair.

"Okay, I'm cold can we go back in?" Natasha asked as she pulled away slightly, just enough to talk. You leaned back in, pecking your girlfriend's lips again before speaking, "Yes please, I'm cold too."

You both hurried back into the building, giggling. Once you were back in the apartment, your shoes were disregarded near the door, and you hung up the coats. "Come on," Natasha whined, wanting to get back into bed.

"I'm coming, I'm coming," You said with a soft chuckle as you dusted the snow out of your hair, hurrying over to Natasha who was standing in the doorway of your bedroom. "Wait Tasha, our pyjama bottoms are covered in snow," You said as you pulled off your hoodie. Natasha stopped for a second before pulling the cold fabric off her legs, leaving her in an oversized shirt and her underwear.

"Just take them off, it's warm in our bed." She said hurriedly, getting under the covers. You did as Natasha said before shuffling over to the bed, shivering. You both sunk under the covers, shivering in each other's arms as you tried to warm up.

You both let out soft chuckles. "That was fun," Natasha admitted as she rubbed her legs together, trying to warm them up. "It was, snow is so awesome." You agreed as you pulled the cover over you both a bit more.

"I love you," You mumbled tiredly once you were both warm again, Natasha grinned, moving her head so she was looking at you. "I love you too, baby."