"Do you have eyes on him?" Steve's voice spoke through Natasha's earpiece.
"Yeah but he's got some sort of weapon I've never seen before so don't approach." She replied, peering around the box she was currently hid behind to locate Agent Ward.
"I have a clear shot I'm taking it." You sounded in her ear.
"Wait for my orders. If we can distract him then he won't see you coming." Steve replied.
"Y/N be careful okay? I don't like the look of that thing." Natasha said, eyeing Steve with a look that told him not to mess this up.
"I'm always careful, love." You replied but before Nat could reply Steve's voice boomed around the room.
"Now!" Steve jumped to his feet, shooting at Ward with his shield up, meanwhile you snuck behind Ward, gun up at the ready to take him out.
"Ward, behind you!" Garret shouted and then it was like everything went in slow motion.
Ward turned around and shot at you with his weapon, Nat ran up to him and shocked him in the neck before kicking the weapon from his hand, Steve fighting off Garrett and other soldiers at the same time. It took them both a moment to realise what had happened to you.
A look of pure bewilderment crossed Natasha's face when she saw you. Steve looked more amused. You had shrunk to around 40cm.
"Y/N?" Nat leant down and picked you up, bringing you upto her face to examine for injuries but finding none.
"Well, at least I'm not dead?" You joked, gripping Nats finger with your hands.
Natasha turned to Steve with that same bewildered look on her face, "Call Fitzsimmons. Now."
"I told you we were crazy coming without the rest of the team." Steve replied, getting his phone out.
Natasha glared at him but said nothing, both of them walking back to the quinjet, sending a group of Shield Agents to retrieve Ward and Garrett while the three of you flew back to the facility.
***
It took Tony a full 10 minutes to stop laughing when he saw you.
"Maybe you should team up with Antman!" He said between deep breaths, wiping his eyes.
"Stark I am 5 seconds away from strangling you to death." Natasha said between gritted teeth, taking a step forward.
Tony's laugh instantly stopped and he coughed a couple of times.
"Fitzsimmons have Wards gun and are trying to make one to reverse the effects, until then Agent Y/L/N, I'm afraid you're stuck like this." Coulson said, looking down at you.
"Great." You muttered from your spot on the table.
"Until then I'm looking after him." Natasha said, picking you up and stuffing into the front of her catsuit.
"Can I run some tests first? I need to see if his size ha-" Jemma began.
"No. He's my cinnamon bun," Nat mumbled, glaring at Tony when she saw his mouth open before continuing, "so while he's this small he's staying with me so I can make sure he's safe."
"Aww, why don't you have cute nicknames like that for me?" Jemma turned to look at Fitz who blushed.
Natasha spoke up again, "He's vulnerable, so we're staying in my room. Got it?" She snapped, looking around to see if anyone would challenge her but they all nodded silently.
*2 hour time skip*
You were sat on the sink while Natasha brushed her teeth.
"It sucks being small." You huffed, staring at yourself in the mirror.
"It won't be long till you're back to normal size, don't worry." Nat smiled at his reflection before leaving the room.
After 5 minutes you were about to call and ask if she'd forgotten about you, but then she walked back in naked and your mind went blank.
She walked up and started the shower, checking the temperature before getting in. You decided not to remind her you were here. She was your girlfriend after all, and you and her had shared many showers together.
She began lathering soap all over body in a slow and sensual way. Starting at her shoulders, moving down her arms and slowly back up to her breasts. She paid extra attention to those, you noticed, soaping her hands up before gently kneading the skin, brushing her thumbs over her nipples.
"Damn she's beautiful." Your breathed out as you watched her. Her small hands wrapped around her perky breasts as her thick, red hair cascaded down her back. Her head was tilted back and her eyes were closed. Could this view get any better?
As if Natasha had read your thoughts, she 'accidentally' dropped the soap when trying to retrieve it, causing her to slowly bend down and pick it up, not bending her legs and wiggling her arse slightly as she did so.
"Oh dear god!" You moaned, your pants were beginning to tighten, you longed to touch her.
You continue to watch her slowly run her soapy hands over her skin, your eyes following every curve of her body.
She lathers shampoo in her hair and you clench your fists, wishing you could run your hands through it. "This woman will be the death of me." You moaned.
Natasha stepped out of the shower and wraps her hair in a towel before walking up to the sink and leaning against it, "Did you enjoy the show?" She asked, a smirk on her face.
"You knew I was here? Thought you'd forgotten." Your voice was still a little breathless.
"Really?" The look she gave you said it all. She's Natasha Romanoff. Of course she knew.
"You're beautiful, you know. I wanted nothing more than to join you in there and run my hands all over your body." You said, looking up at Natasha, causing her to blush.
"I love you." Natasha whispered.
You widened your eyes and had to grasp the toothbrush holder for support. Of course you loved her, you just hadn't said those words to eachother yet.
After getting a hang of yourself you replied, "I love you too. Ever since the day I first laid eyes on you."
Natasha smiled and gently rubbed her thumb over your cheek in a loving gesture.
You shared a comfortable silence until you began to squirm a little. Natasha was still naked and it was hard to ignore when she was standing right in front of you.
"Everything okay, hunnie?" Natasha batted her eyelids, well aware of what she was doing to you.
"No! You standing there in all your naked glory is distracting me! Especially when I can't touch you!" You whined, facepalming the counter as you flopped down in frustration.
"You can touch me all you want when you're big again." Nat replied, her hands now on her breasts again as she gently fondled them.
You looked up to thank her, but when you saw that you groaned and facepalmed the sink again, causing Natasha to laugh.
"Come on you, I gotta get dressed." She picked you up and put you on her shoulder and walked into her bedroom.
She places you on her bed and begins to dress.
"I'll show you just how much I love you when you're back to normal size," Nat winks as she unwraps her hair, "I think I'll need another shower afterwards though."
You groan again. Being small sucks.
Nat picks you up and settles you between her cleavage before zipping up her catsuit. You could get used to her putting you here.
Man I'm lucky to have her, you think, kissing the top of her breast before drifting off to sleep with a smile on your face.
Natasha feels this and smiles too, then makes her way to where the rest of the team are.
