Shetland (Natasha Romanoff x reader)
The Black Widow liked cities. They were big and bustling, always something going on, always a crowd to blend in with. It offered a useful anonymity. Natasha Romanoff liked the countryside, she liked it calmness, she liked how it could be still. She liked how everyone was a familiar face. That’s why she escaped there whenever she could, that’s how she met you, DCI (l/n). You were the Chief detective on the Shetland Isles.
You somehow managed to be rough, brisk and soft. She first met you at a coffee shop and the two of you got on well, she thought you were oddly charming. But you had to excuse yourself before long to return to work. The two of you kept running into one another, before you invited her to a drink at a pub around the corner from you. That had been three years ago.
Now Natasha was sitting in the house that the two of you shared, reading a book while lounging on an arm chair. That was until she saw at the door holding a girl in your arms. Natasha smiled wider than she thought she ever could smile. Seeing the two people she loves most in the world, her wife and her daughter. The two of you had adopted her a year ago. But nothing made her happier then when your daughter run to her shouting “Mummy”.
She held her close and lifted her up spinning her around, “did you have a good day at school sweetheart?” she asked as she put her down, straightening the young girls school tie. The small girl nodded enthusiastically and started to tell Natasha about her day. As you took off your jacket a small smile danced upon you lips as you saw your daughter proudly showing Natasha a sticker she got for reading.
Later that afternoon before you all sat on the sofa listening to (d/n) read her book for school. (D/n) had sat herself on your knee, and Natasha was nestled by your side resting her head on your shoulder. She could feel herself completely relaxed as wrapped your arm around her, you found yourself smiling as you held your two girls in your arms. Natasha made dinner and you played with your daughter on the floor, relishing your time off work. Natasha couldn’t help but laugh as (d/n) told you off for building the Lego’s wrong.
After dinner you all went for a walk along the coast, making sure bring carrots to give to any Shetland Pony’s you see along the way. Natasha laughed as she saw you daughter glee as you handed her the carrots. The walk tired (D/n) out so much that Natasha ended up carrying her back, as the two of you walked back to the town all Natasha could think was about how she loved this life.