You Are My Gift
“Alright you two, we have to make this super secret surprise breakfast happen for Mommy. Do you think we can do it?” Natasha asks her two children standing expectantly in front of her.
“Yeah! For Mommy!” Ali agrees.
Natasha gets to work on making pancakes and the kids decorate them with fruit, whip cream, and chocolate chips.
They make a tray of enough pancakes for everyone and they quietly walk towards your bedroom.
Nat stops short of the door to give more instructions. “I want you both to wake Mommy up, but be gentle. You know she isn’t a morning person.”
With that she opens the door and both kids jump on the bed. You awake from your slumber at the feel of them bouncing on the bed excitedly. You sit up against the headboard and smile at the scene.
“Hi!” Ivan says and he plants himself on your lap.
“Hey buddy,” you kiss his head. “What’s all this?”
“It’s Valentine’s Day!” Ali says in the most adorable way.
“Is it now?”
“Yeah, we made you breakfast!” Ali shouts a little too loud for 7am. Natasha just smiles.
“We have lots of energy this morning,” she says, moving to sit next to you in bed. “But we did in fact make you breakfast.”
“Wow!” You fake being energetic, but you’ll do anything to make the kids smile. “This is so good! Did you two decorate these?”
“We did! Ivan did that one,” she points to one. “And Mama and me the rest.”
“Awesome job, sweet girl,” you tell her and she preens at your compliment.
“Can we go play now?”
“Sure malyshka, but when you want breakfast just come back in here, okay?” Natasha says and Ali nods before holding her brother’s hand and speeding off.
Nat scoots closer to you and hands you a small box.
“It’s not much,” she says nervously and you shake your head affectionately as you open it.
Your hand goes over your heart in awe of how beautiful the ring is. It’s a gold banded ring with Ali and Ivan’s birthstones in it, along with your’s and Nat’s.
“Natasha, this is everything,” you tell her, slipping it onto your finger.
“You like it?”
“I love it, baby,” you say. And to ensure she knows it’s the truth you kiss her with as much love as you can possibly give her.
“Your turn,” you say pulling away and she lightly grabs your cheek to kiss you again.
“You are already my gift,” she says seriously and then bursts out laughing. You laugh too. “I’m sorry. That was so cheesy. Wanda said Vision told her that and I wanted to try it out.”
“Oh, I can so hear them being all lovey dovey with that phrase. But here is your other gift,” you say with a wink. You hand her a decently large box and she sends you a strange look.
She opens the box to see a new utility belt for her suit. She turns it over to see the inside and there’s the initials of the kids and you and her.
“I know you don’t go on that many missions anymore, but this way when you do you’ll have us with you. And I didn’t do whole names because I know sometimes the belt has to be left and I didn’t want anyone to get ahold of their names,” you ramble on and Natasha still looks down at the belt, brushing her fingers over the engraved letters.
“Am I over explaining? I am. Sorry I- just. Are you okay, my love?” You ask her, reaching out to hold her hand.
When she turns to look at you, there are tears in her eyes.
“This,” she says, trying to get words out through her emotions. “This is the most thoughtful gift. I love you.”
“I love you too, Natasha,” you say and she kisses your cheek before wrapping you in a warm hug.
“We better get to eating this breakfast,” you say after a few minutes of hugging. She laughs and shifts to kiss you again.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, detka.”
“Happy Valentine’s Day, Natasha.”