The black widow X reader

Part 2 // the next day

You woke the next morning still holding her in your arms tracing her ribs with your finger.
"That's nice"she murmured
You carried on tracing her small bruises ans got to her scar when she had once been shot.
You took in a painful sigh and it just rushed into you how easily she could be snatched from your protection.
"It's ok, it doesn't hurt"
"I know" I replied "it just scares me"
She traced up my arms and greets the still open wound from the previous day.
I try not to wince as she quickly lifts up my sleeve arms observes.
"Y/n! Why didn't you tell me"
The pain in her voice makes me smile but she is soon up and out of my reach getting the first aid kit from the bathroom.
She sits on the bed and starts to clean my arm. Her eyes laced with worry

"Nat it's ok, it doesn't hurt that bad" I lie
She looks up at me with tears eyes and says"I'm sorry, you were so worried about me that I didn't even check with you"
"I didn't want you to Nat! I was only worried about you"
I pull her in to my chest and stroke her still thick and dirty hair.
"Go far a shower,relax an I will go and make breakfast"
"No let me fix up your arm"
"Oh so your just never gonna shower now." I chuckle
"Fineeee, but get Clint to wrap up your arm"
She wonders through to the shower and I pull on a T-shirt making sure to cover up my arm and some leggings.

Walking up into the kitchen Clint is already up and drinking milk from the bottle.
"Do you mind! It's not like we all live hear and have to share milk or anything"
Looking right at your he finished the rest of the bottle and smirks to himself.
"How's Nat" he askes
"Alright I think a little sore and shaken but she'll be ok"
He nodded in agreement as I start cracking eggs for an omelette.
Peter walkis I'm next and skips over to the breakfast island asking for me to make home one to.
"Aww pleasseeee I don't wanna cook"
"Fine fine get me more eggs then"
Nat is up now and walks through into the kitchen with wet hair and leggings and a hoodie on.
It's like it's her again. There are people present and she has her guard up spitting sarky comments and whoever asks for it. Wincing every few steps though no one notices.
I smile proudly as she makes her was over to me. She is hiding it but she is ok. Better than the other night. She is relaxed more at her home with her family.
She comes up behind me and rests her chin on my shoulder.
"Ok?." I ask
"Mmmm that looks goood" she goes and takes a seat next to peta and gives Clint a reassuring wink to assure him she's ok.
It worked his forehead relaxed and he stops watching her hands for any sign of discomfort.
I place the plates down infornt of them both and they both start eating. I also know for a fact that she hasn't eaten properly since the start of the mission. None of us have. Apart from Thor who got a bacon butty from one of the trachea street markets some now. It scares me knowing that whatever missions she is on she will never sleep or eat unless I make her.

She gets up slowly and puts her plate on the side next to the sink. I watch her as she stares into the murky water for moments. I hesitately come behind her and put my arms under hers and taking her weight so she can relax. For a second I can feel her abs tense from my touch but she quickly relaxes into my arms as I rest my chin on her shoulder.
"You need to stop worrying about me y/n and more about yourself right now"
She traces her fingers up my raw arm and searches for the still open wound on my arm and sighs.
"It's fine. It will heal in no time, drama queen"
She looks into my eyes concerned and I break.
"Fine. I will ask Bruce to put in a few unneeded stitches if it will make you happy"
A small smirk is released and she winks at me and wonders off to scare Clint who is still watching her every move.
He is the only other one that knows what she is going through all the time and looks at me for reassurance.
I wonder out of the room towards Bruce's lab and open the door.
"Hey" I said
"How did the mission go? I was expecting to have to patch one of u up last night but didn't see from you"
"Nats ok" I said sensing the worry in his voice
"And what about you?"
"I'm fine but Nat wanted you to stitch up my arm, it's nothing really buy she is worrying"
"Haha sure hop up" he pointed towards the table
I sat up and lifted my shirt sleeve to reveal the top of my shoulder.
"Y/n, ur gonna have to take it off, it looks bad and the bruising goes on your back I just want to check it over."
I lift my shirt over my head trying not to wince at the strain.
"Shit y/n, your covered in bruises"
"I'm fine a lot of it's from other missions or training. I bruis easily"
Bruce knew this wasn't true but got to work sticking up the open wound on my arm.
After 10 mins or so it was all done and I got up and lifted the shirt over my head.
"Y/n, stay of training for a week or so, your body needs to heal,"
I nod at him knowing I will be training later that day. It was how I dealt with emotion. I never was good at showing emotion. Weather it was fear or sadness I would always turn it into anger and take it out on the punching bags in the gym. Or go on a long run to get away.

I walked back into the dining room to see Clint sat on the sofa and Nat sat on the arm rest braiding his hair. This was a nervous habit I noticed. She would be sat behind you and braid your whole head without even noticing. Everyone let her though. Her faverouit of the boys was Thor but after he has his hair cut she quickly turned to Clint or even Loki's and her fingers always found there way back to your dusty blonde waves. You always had one braid in under the rest of your waves from where she had braided it the night before.

You took a seat on the sofa across from her and she quickly made her way over scrunching up hear knees and snuggling into your warm touch burying her face into your chest. She didn't like the others seeing her vulnerable side but right not it was only you and Clint in the room.
I could feel her shaky breath on my shoulder and I pulled her in tighter and rubbed her back.
Clint must have noticed the glint of water in my eyes because wondered over with hot chocolate and places his hand on the top of my head handing it to me.
The realty of it this wasn't a big deal and she often just wanted a hug when her head was rushed with memories or pain. But it wasn't something you could get used to. It hurt you a lot. But the best thing you could do I'd hold her where she was safe and tight in your arms. It made or easier. For both of you.
Clint shifted his position next to us and put on the tv. Still two cups of chocolate in his hand.
After 45 mins or so he gave me the nod that she was asleep over your shoulder and took the cup from him and lay with Nat still tucked up in my arms.
I was sleepy and the truth is Nat wasn't the only one who has nightmares. But no one knew you kept it secret and only ever slept when Nat was in your arms and you knew she was safe. After another hour or so u fell asleep resting your chin on Nats shoulder agin breathing in her warm scent.