HEART ATTACK • natasha romanoff imagines

NEW GIRL

TW: slight swearing, explicit language

y/l/n = your last name
y/e/c

Disclaimer:

I don't own the Marvel universe, however I do own these very cheesy imagines. I hope you enjoy :)

You marched through the doors with your head held high, right behind director Fury and into the room. Assembled in front of you expectantly were the avengers.

After being rescued from a lethal organisation, Nick Fury had recognised your strengths and brought you into the Agent training initiative. Being so skilled, you were quick to move up the ranks and soon it was decided that you were valuable enough to join the most recognised and powerful group of super heroes that SHIELD had to offer: the Avengers.

All eyes were on you as the Avengers noticed the new members in the room.

"Avengers, this is Agent y/l/n." Nick Fury waved you forwards and you nodded your head at the group, slightly intimidated by their prestigious reputations, albeit slightly reckless. "She's going to be joining you from here on."

"She's going to be what-?" Tony Stark ( you recognised him easily, especially with the giant pair of fancy red sunglasses perched on his face ) asked, perplexed.

"We didn't know this because?" Prompted Captain America, you winced at the harsh edge of his voice. He seemed slightly pissed.

"You know now." Said Fury simply.

A man you identified to be Clint Barton stepped forwards and held a hand out to you. "He'll warm up soon enough." He gestured to Steve Rodgers, a smile playing on his face. "I'm Clint, Clint Barton nice to meet you—?"

"Y/n" you replied quickly, taking Clint's hand and giving him a genuine smile. You appreciated the effort and kindness greatly, it wasn't something you were overly used to.

"Well, welcome to the club!" He said.

You turned as Nick Fury coughed slightly, signalling for attention. "I'll leave you to settle in and congratulations on making the Avengers y/n y/l/n." He gave a shot bob of the head and left the room, his lengthy, leather jacket sweeping the floor.

Shuffling your feet around, you stood awkwardly in front of your new team mates. "Umm hi I guess." When no one answered other than a cocky grin from both Clint and Tony you tried to follow their lead and relieve the tension. "Surprise!" You waved your hands to add 'flare'.

After a few seconds of tight atmospheric tension, the dazzling redhead stepped forward. "Heyyy." She greeted you, immediately you were drawn to how her emerald eyes sparkled. "I'm Natasha Romanoff, good luck here. This job is tough, that's without getting thrown into working with uptight and playboy over there." She jerked her head towards Steve and Tony.

The former of which was watching you with an almost unreadable expression but you could see he was silently judging you. The latter had a coy smirk on his face.

"Eh, everyone loves me. I doubt even Rodgers will be able to resist my charm."

Feeding off the warmth Natasha was showing you, you began to ease into the group and quickly became yourself and part of the team.

After a few weeks you and Clint were attached at the hips and you'd become increasingly vulnerable with Natasha. That was something that didn't come naturally but whoever you were together sparks flied and your stomach danced with fluttering butterflies.

It was a dreary day and with nothing to do the Avengers were lounging about on Tony's expensive sofas, watching movies such as Notting Hill and Harry Potter.

You felt part of the team now and although Bruce still referred to you as 'new girl' , Thor had gotten you a personalised cereal bowl just like the ones everyone else had been given.

"For your morning banquets!" He'd said whilst brandishing the bowl to you one morning.

Your head was currently wresting on Nat's lap as you sighed deeply after collapsing on her due to an intense tickle fight with Clint. You looked up to see her eyes boring into your y/e/c eyes as her hand trailed down to curl around a strand of your hair.

Inside you were doing backflips as you felt your heartbeat quicken.

Natasha lent down so her lips were pressed against your ear. "Hey, new girl." Her breath tingled against your bare skin. "Fancy going on a date?"

"Yes" you breathed out, slightly overwhelmed by the experience of the redhead asking you out. It was so quiet she barely heard you.

"What was that?" She asked, prying the answer out of you again.

You leapt out of her lap and grabbed the nearest cushion. "Yes, yes, yes!" You cried whacking the cushion against her as you jumped around, totally ignoring the confused stares of the rest of the group.

didn't realise it was so hard to finish these thing  but urm yeh this was longer and I hope you enjoyed, as always vote and leave requests in the comments on the introduction page!