Fave Scent - Natasha Romanoff & reader
It’s early morning in the compound. You’d not long woke up and needed caffeine.
Either the others were still out on a mission or they came in late, so they’d probably be sleeping, so you put on an oversized sweater, since it was cold.
As you walked into the kitchen, you noticed someone else in the room, standing by the sink.
“Natasha,” you said softly.
She turned to look at you and asked, “would you like a coffee? Grab a cup.”
You got your favorite mug from the cabinet and set about getting everything the way you liked it before Nat poured the hot water in.
After you finished, you smelled the air and said, “I love the scent of fresh coffee in the morning.”
“Me too,” she whispered as the two of you sat down. “It’s my favorite.”
You both smiled at each other as you took a sip of your first coffee of the day.