Hidden behind closed doors

Part Twenty-One

Harper's POV
Later that day

At dinner you sat in silence for mostly only chiming in every now and then. The biggest conversation you had was when Peter brought up the sweatshirt you bought him and spoke about how nice it was and how he loved it.

You kept glancing over at Natasha noticing that she wasn't eating much and she hasn't spoke one word at the table. She was the first to leave aswell. You made eyes contact with Bucky who gave you an apologetic look but you just shook your head.

You excused yourself from the table and left feeling the tension and awkwardness at the table. You made your way back to your room but before you could open the bedroom door you heard sniffles from inside. You sighed and opened the bedroom.

Noticing Natasha sitting on your bed crying. Tears rushing down her face, her eyes where swollen and red. A tissue in her left hand as she tried to wipe away her tears but more just seemed to flow out.

You wanted to run to her but you also didn't want to give in, as much as she meant to you. You where not going to be treated like an outsider.

You closed the bedroom door and leaned against it like you had down earlier that day. Natasha just continued to cry.

You hated to see her like that.

After a few minutes she was able to pull herself enough together to speak, "I-I-I'm sorry" she cried, you could tell she was being sincere by the way she spoke.

"I didn't mean to bite your head off or anyone's head off. I-I'm just not used to having so many people who care. I've never been this reliant on others and I know I should be able to because I can trust you all but it's still hard" you pushed yourself away from the door and walked towards her, you knelt down infront of her and held her non injured hand with both of your hands.

"I know it's hard for you, but I'm just here to help and love you. I just need you to let me in" your voice was soft and calm, Natasha looked into your eyes a few more tears spilled out of her beautiful green ones . You moved one of your hands up to cup her face gently wiping away some of the tears that fell.

"I'm so sorry" she whispered, it broke your heart to see her so vulnerable and upset . "I know you are sweetheart, I know" you gently stroked her cheek with your hand trying to sooth her so that hopefully she would stop crying.

You felt slightly relieved when you felt Natasha give your hand a gently squeeze. You smiled a little looking down at your hands which had found a way to interlock themselves. Your eyes floated back up finding their ways back to look back into Natasha's.

Natasha looked away and started to speak again" I'll try be better, I cant promise I'll be the best at it b-" she had started rambling on but you stopped her with a simple word. "Tasha" she stopped talking her gaze darted back to you.

Her eyes where still red and puffy, you found it adorable even though it had came from a bad thing. Her hair was slightly messy, probably from running her hand thought it. Which is something she always does when she's stressed.

You where both looking into eachothers eyes, getting lost in them. "Kiss me" you whispered she breathed a laugh, you felt her hot breath getting closer and closer to your face. Your eyes jumped back and forth between her eyes and her lips. Until the gap was closed and they fully shut.

You lips moved in sync, you kissed her passionately trying to shows her how much you loved her. You hand was still cupping her cheek and your other in hers. You felt her thumb gently creasing the back of your hand while yous kissed. Her injured hand carefully swung round your stomach as she used her elbow to hold you.