Black Widow x Reader

Jealousy again?

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Reader x Natasha Romanoff

There is cussing so you have been warned

Y/N'S POV

I am not jealous.

I just feel a slight anger as I look and see Natasha Romanoff at the bar with Bruce Fucking Banner. I mean Nat and him aren't doing anything it's really just the way Nat smiles at him when he talks, one that she never looked at me with. (It's not like I'm keeping track of that though)

I scowl as my eyes harden, crossing my arms over my chest huffing.

Wanda walks by me and giggles. "You jealous much?"

"No." I mutter, but after awhile I realize she didn't hear me by the questionable look I'm receiving. "NO, I AM NOT JEALOUS." I yell louder, that caused everyone to look at us two, except a few people a bit aways, like Nat and Banner. I look at the ground my face heating up pretending it was someone else.

"Jealous of what?" Clint laughs, shooting me a cocky smile. Sighing, I plop onto the couch and the two sit beside me.  Much to my dismay, Nat hasn't even turned around.

I watch her, though now I feel more like a stalker now that I said that. I watch the way that she smiles at him, that she oh so fucking casually rests her hand on his. As if she's flirting with him, which she probably is.

It makes me feel sick.

Absently, I wonder if he ever seen her eyes and how they turn dark when she's fighting someone. I wonder if he has ever seen deeper than the tough surface she puts up like I have. My fingers clench around my pocket knife in my jeans, but I loosen them knowing I can't kill him even if I tried without him turning into the green guy.

After all, me and Natasha are as close as it gets, I could go over there and drag her away and finally confess not my feelings to Nat. But to keep some of my dignity it's better to just stand by and watch.

"I'm not jealous." I finally answer Clint.

"You sure about that there getting awfully close now." He looks at the two. My head snaps to look at them again.

He was moving closer to her now so I decided to finally jump in. Bruce barely knows me he doesn't talk to me at all, I doubt he even knows my name. I swear I'll punch him though if he steals Natasha before I can confess to her.

"Hello." I walk up, shooting Nat and Banner a charming smile if I do say so myself. "I'm Y/N Y/L/N."

"Oh all right." Banner replies after a few moments. "It's a pleasure to meet you? Was there something you wanted to say?" He smiles polity. My jaw clenched wanting to kill him, why was he being so polite?

I wanted to say something along the lines of 'you can shut up and get away from Natasha.'  I manage to refrain from doing so though and instead says, "Nice to meet you, guy I've never talked to, I'm Y/N Y/L/N." Forcing a smile, and pretending to not know his name.

"I heard you the first time." He laughs a bit uncomfortable now. "I'm Bruce, Bruce Banner." He extends his hand out to me and smiles. "Your friend here has a lot to say about you Y/N."

Nat blushes slightly, glancing at the ground. "I do not either." She sighs before looking up to meet my eyes. The smile on her face that I suppose that is only for Bruce is replaced by a semi cocky smirk that I don't appreciate.

"Bruce was just telling me about his work in the lab and how he made me new gadgets for my suit and how they'll do more damage, he's really smart—"

"Don't exaggerate," Bruce blushes modestly. "I'm just a normal scientist it was mostly Tony I just put my thoughts in here and there. Nothing really special."

Nat slaps his hand and my fists clenched automatically. "Don't be modest," she admonishes Bruce. Shooting me a sideways glance. "Your amazing skilled in the lab, that's why I started talking to you."

Her words caused me to tense again. Though I haven't decided if Bruce really has an interest in Nat.  "Well I hope you guys have fun." I sighed and walked off my jaw clenching.

Wanda and Clint are waiting for you but you glance at them walking to the training room to blow off some steam.

Taking my shirt off I started punching the bag over and over again my knuckles starting to bleed slightly as my punches had more force behind them. Tears burning my eyes and I punched the bag one last time before sand spilled out, pulling my hand out of the bag allowing more sand to spill out I looked at my hands. My hands were covered in sand making the cuts sting.

Someone took my hands and unwrapped the bandage. I looked up to see Nat with a concerned look. I pulled my hands away from her and she looked at me.

"Shouldn't you be with Bruce." I spat out at her.

She sighed "He's just a friend I swear, plus I only have eyes for someone else." Her words hurt me and I guess she saw that and continued. "I only have eyes for you Y/N." She said as she kissed my cheek. A blush rose to my cheeks.

"You were trying to make me jealous!" I glared at her. "I was just trying to see if you returned the feeling, I didn't want to be rejected because I really do like you Y/N. And I'm sorry for doing that I just was scared I guess of not returning my feelings so I thought that was the best way." She said sheepishly

I gasped dramatically "The Black Widow!? Scared?" She rolled her eyes at me a smile growing on her lips. "Well lucky for you I do return the feelings." I pulled her into me kissing her and her returning the kiss, it got a little more heated but after awhile we broke apart.

"Cmon we have to take care of your hands since you don't know your own strength." She laughed out, taking my hand we walked out of the training room to her room.

"Your cute when you get jealous though."  She stated when she finally bandaged my hands after cleaning the cuts. I smiled at her and that night we laid in bed and cuddled for the rest of the night.

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I think this one is my longest one shot ever.

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