Spooning buddies
It had started with a nightmare. Natasha didn’t know what else to do, she needed to be somewhere different. She needed to be somewhere where she would be safe, where she was with people who she trusted not to hurt her or pity her. So she drove through the streets of New York, tiredness stinging her eyes, straight for your apartment. You were a child spy yourself, you had been experimented on as well, surely you would understand.
She pulled up and rang the buzzer to your apartment, “Oh hey Nat” you said a minute later as she looked up to see your head hanging out of a window. She didn’t have time to say anything before you disappeared, a moment later buzzing came from the door. She almost ran up the stairs to your apartment. She saw you waiting for her at the door,
“What’s up Nat” you said. A familiar warm smile on your face, as you ushered her into your apartment. Natasha took a deep intake of breath, as she stepped deeper into your apartment. The smell was calming and homely, like cinnamon, vanilla and freshly baked bread.
“I-It was just a nightmare” She said, feeling annoyed at the betrayal of her voice. “I was wondering if I could sleep with you tonight”.
You simply nodded and let her follow you into your room, she pulled the blanket open and crawled in. You lay down next to her, falling asleep easier than you had in the years before that moment. There was something about Natasha’s presence that made everything calmer, and safer. Natasha turned to face you, she hesitated before she lay her head down in the crook of your neck and she closed her eyes, drifting away into an easy sleep. The warmth you provided making her feel safe. In your sleep the both of you had wrapped your arms around each other.
As time passed, this became more frequent. Until Natasha stayed over every night. Her clothes took up half your wardrobe, her toothbrush was next to yours in the bathroom. Her keys hung next to yours. And you didn’t mind. In fact you enjoyed how close the two of you were. Secretly you admitted to yourself that you had fallen madly in love with the assassin. You never told her, you never let on that you felt this way towards her. How on earth could you, you didn’t want to risk what you had. No, this would be enough.
One night you were at one of Tony’s parties. You felt your anger within yourself bubble, Natasha was flirting with Steve. You never let on how you felt. You went up to the bar to get another drink.
That was when Pietro sidled up to you, “Hey (y/n)” he said, smiling softly.
“Hey Piet’s, how’s it going?” you asked turning yourself to face him.
“Nothing much, I was wondering what you were doing this Friday?” He asked looking nervous.
“Nothing, why?” You asked as you took a sip of your drink.
“I-I was wondering if you would like to go on a date with me?” He asked, a nervous but hopeful smile on his face.
You felt sorry for the guy you really did, as you said “Pietro in so sorry but”.
You didn’t even get to finish what you were going to say when he said, “No its fine, honestly” before speeding out of the party. You left early, texting Natasha as you left.
You: Hey, left party early not feeling it tonight
Natasha felt herself fill with worry. You never left the party early, and you most definitely didn’t leave without her. She texted, on the inside she was frantic, but from the outside you couldn’t tell. God if anyone had hurt you she would go through them. You had fast become her world, you had shown her the love and warmth that she had never experienced before. She felt herself fall for you, and she didn’t know what to do about it.
Natasha: Okay, is everything alright, do you want me to come back home early??? Are you okay???
You smiled to yourself as you read the text. She called your apartment home and she worried about you. At least you knew she felt something for you even if it was just as a friend.
You: I’m fine Tasha, don’t worry enjoy the party :)
Natasha sighed. How could you tell her not to worry? Worrying about you was fast becoming one of her main occupations. She looked around, there was no one here she wanted to hang out with. She just wanted to hold you in her arms and make sure you were okay.
Natasha: Won’t be much fun without you here, keep the bed warm for me I’ll be home soon
You had just pulled on your pyjama shorts when you received the text, you smiled to yourself. Having Natasha close would make you forget about the awkward situation that waited for you tomorrow. You had just pulled back the covers when you heard the sound of Natasha’s keys in the door, you jumped out of the room and met her in the hallway. You wrapped your arms around her in a greeting that was familiar to the two of you. Natasha took a minuet to take in your scent, you were wearing (y/f/p), the one that she had gotten you for Christmas. After a brief discussion about what happened at the party, Natasha got changed for bed. She crawled in and wrapped her arms around you, you doing the same to her as you both took up the positions that were second nature to the both of you now.
It was the next morning when Natasha awake and you were still asleep when Natasha got a text from Wanda.
Wanda: Did you hear about last night, with Pietro and (y/n)?
Natasha’s eyebrows furrowed as she looked at your sleeping form beside her. You didn’t mention anything about Pietro last night, in fact you hadn’t said much about the party at all.
Natasha: No, what???
Wanda: Pietro asked her out on a date, but she rejected him. Like what the hell, Piet would be so good to her
Natasha didn’t respond. Why didn’t you tell her someone had asked you out on a date? Her thoughts were brushed to one side as you stirred next to her. You gave her a gentle sleepy smile as you said, “Morning”. Usually it took all of Natasha’s will power to not kiss you, and today was no exception.
The two of you went through your normal routine, everything was as per usual. Until Pietro zoomed past the two of you after the group training. He couldn’t bear to be in the same room as you.
Natasha decided to ask, “So why didn’t you tell me he asked you out last night”.
The question took you by surprise, “Because it wasn’t important”, you said, “Besides, it’s probably best for everyone involved if we could just forget about the awkward situation.”
Natasha was about to respond. She was about to pluck up the courage to do what Pietro did last night. She had to before anyone else tried.
That was when an announcement came over the speaker system, “Avengers Assemble the compounds been breadched” echoed Steve’s voice. You all geared up and got your orders through your ear piece. You were each assigned your own quadrant.
“Natasha and Clint, North West quadrant, (y/n) North quadrant, there’s predicted to be little activity there so you can deal with it yourself.”
Within no time at all you found yourself in your quadrant.
Deep in hell and HYDRA Agents, “So much for little activity Cap” You yelled down your com, as your powers roared around you.
“What do you mean activity nothing’s going here and were supposed to be in the thick of it according to the Intel” Cap responded. Natasha was already running to your position. She reached the crest of the hill when she saw the bodies of countless HYDRA Agents scattered around you, Tony, Wanda and Pietro fighting through to you. She ran down to you.
“Are you alright?” she asked, as she arrived at your side, kicking a HYDRA agent in the face. You were about to respond when you saw a HYDRA agent move from behind Natasha. You pushed her out of the way. You felt the bullet tear through you.
Natasha shot the goon and caught you before you could hit the ground. She held you close to her one hand compressing the wound. You could feel yourself growing weaker.
“Nat” you said looking at her worried face, “I love you”. You slowly slipped into unconsciousness. Unable to her the cries of the woman you loved.
You woke up to two repetitive sounds, surprised you woke up at all. The first sound to reach your ears was the sound of the heart monitor. The second was the sound of a voice you knew so well, “I love you too (y/n)” Natasha said over and over again. Her hand holding yours. You squeezed her hand lightly as you opened your eyes. Natasha felt relief spread through her as she looked into your beautiful (y/e/c) eyes.
“You can’t do that again (y/n)” she said as she looked at the bandages across your abdomen, “I can’t lose you”. She closed her eyes as she felt tears begin to flow. She opened her eyes when she felt your soft hand wipe away her tears.
“What makes you think that I could lose you, Nat, I love you I have for a long time, and losing you is not something I think I could ever do.”
You were discharged a week later. You were still extremely tired so you fell asleep with ease when Natasha curled up to you that night, you fell asleep hearing the words “I love you”.
When you woke up the next morning, you looked up at Natasha and said “I love you”. You wanted them to be the first words she heard that morning. You smiled sleepily, only fully waking up when you felt her lips pressed against yours, in a slow loving kiss.