The 100 Girls/Marvel Girls Oneshots

Distant

Natasha Romanoff x Reader

YOUR POV:

Recently I had been sleeping pretty damn early- also known as 11:30- because well, exhaustion. But I had noticed the emptiness in my bed for the hours that followed. God, Nat and I had been dating for almost a year, but recently... recently she was here less and less. By the time she got home from work or wherever the hell she had been, I was passed out, and if I was still awake, she went to do more work in the study, barely saying any more than hello to me. I was too tired to give a fuck, and I knew Natasha would just deny that there had been any change in her demeanour. But today was different. I yawned as the clock struck midnight, my back hunched on the dining table chair, my girlfriend still not entering through the door of our apartment. Time ticked by, as I read some odd novel I had laying about. Finally, I heard the key jiggle in the lock, the door opening slowly. Nat chucked her bag on the floor, stretching her arms, my presence unnoticed. She grabbed the juice from the fridge, pouring herself a glass, before seeing me in the corner of her eye. 

"Jesus christ Y/N, why are you up?" She questions, rubbing her eyes tiredly.

"Feel like that's not the problem here," I retort, arms folded.

"I didn't realise there was a problem?" Nat says, placing her now empty cup on the benchtop.

"Ah right, because you coming home at god knows what hour every damn night isn't a problem?" Was I fed up? To answer simply, yes.

"You know I take my work seriously," Nat assures me, leaning her head on her hands.

"More seriously than you take our relationship, clearly," I mumble in annoyance.

"Did you have a bad day or something, or are you just pissed off about nothing?" She huffs, her annoyance level rising.

"You wouldn't even know if I did have a bad day, because you're never here to ask," I reply bitterly.

"God, you make it seem like I'm one of those absent girlfriends," She rolls her eyes.

"Probably because you are!" I yell, throwing my head back, "You come home insanely late, and I haven't said anything because I know you have your boundaries but I can't anymore, I'm so damn sick of being the only one trying in this relationship."

"The only one trying? I work so that we can keep this place Y/N, so yeah I am out late doing that, so stop giving me shit about it," Nat replies angrily.

"You could cut down your hours, you could do something, anything, to show you give a damn about me."

"You know I give more than a damn about you," She scoffs.

"Really? Because I'm half-convinced you're cheating on me," I sigh, sitting down again.

"Cheating? Are you kidding me? You think I'm that low?" Natasha snarls, distaste plastered on her face.

"Then give me another logical reason as to why you're never here?" I demand.

"Because I think I love you, and frankly I'm so damn terrified, is that good enough for you?" 

"Nat..."

"No. How dare you accuse me of cheating, I could never look at another girl without wanting you, I could never even think of being with someone other than you. So yeah maybe I've purposely been out late and working longer, but only because I don't know how the fuck to go about this," She pinches the bridges of her nose, her eyes no longer locked on mine.

"I love you too Natasha," I answer softly.

"I'm terrified Y/N," She admits, head still down.

"I know you are, but Im here, always, and I know we both have a hard time opening up but I promise when you do open up I'll always listen to you," I assure her, cupping her face with my hands.

"I'm sorry for yelling."

"I'm sorry too. And for accusing you of cheating."

Nat chuckles lowly at that, her emerald eyes sparkling, "Funny that you think I'd even dare cheat on you, you're the best thing I've ever had, I'm not planning on gambling that."

"God I love you. I've always known it since the first day. It was you, and it will always be you, Nat," I tell her, gently caressing her cheek with my thumb.

"I love you more. Shit, that feels good to say out loud," She shrugs, smiling.

"Tasha?"

"Hmm."

"Let's go to bed."

"Together?" 

"No shit sherlock."

A/N Hey besties how's it going? I have no clue what this is, its kind of  a scrap but yes I am getting to the smut, but please give me requests for the smut it would be much appreciated:)