Natasha Romanoff x Reader one-shots [COMPLETE]

IT ALL STARTED WITH A KISS [F]

^ that's what it looks like when ur laying on top of nat
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You were questioning your sexuality for a long time. Were you straight or were you bisexual? You didn't really know, especially since you haven't kissed a woman at all. You were sure that you liked men, they were beyond attractive. When you looked at women, you couldn't figure out if you wanted to be friends with them, be them, or date them. It was extremely hard and you hated yourself for not being able to figure it out.

See, the first time you started questioning is when your eyes laid on Natasha Romanoff. She's perfect. You had already crossed one option off your list: Be her.

You didn't want to be Natasha Romanoff, you liked her the way she was. You were already friends with her, but it didn't feel like enough. You really struggled on if you wanted to date her, because again, you'd never kissed a girl or really done anything with them.

Sometimes you fantasized about their bodies (respectively), or their lips, and their hair—well, Natasha. You fantasized about her, well, everything. She had came out as bisexual two years ago, and she was mostly open about it. You had caught her staring at you from time-to-time, but you just thought you were being self-centered.

You groaned as you flopped out of your bed, the bi questioning in you being annoying. You slumped as you made your way to the living room, flopping on the couch. Natasha's head snapped to you and she laughed softly at your silhouette. Her soft laugh made heat rush up to your cheeks as you loved her laughs, giggles, and chuckles.

Natasha scooted over to you and placed your head on her lap while she played with your hair.

She smiled lightly, "What's wrong, Y/N?"

You sighed, "Nothing, Nat... just struggling."

"With what?"

You sat up and faced her, her eyes following you as they did. You studied her features and everything, and sighed once again. She was so pretty.

"Can I ask you a question?"

She shrugged, "Anything. You know that."

"Okay..." you cleared your throat, "How'd you figure out you were bi?"

Nat was a little take aback by the question, but answered it nonetheless, "I don't know...women are just so graceful and gentle and loving and just everything. I was already attracted to men, and it was weird. I like being submissive with men, but dominant with women. Anyways, it just kinda clicked. Especially the first time I kissed a girl."

You nodded and groaned a little. Everyone had kissed a girl and that's when they either knew or didn't.

You shook your head and decided to ask.

"Natasha...C-Can I kiss you?"

She froze at the question, staring at you.

You're eyes widened, "I'm sorry! Just forget it! I'm so stupid. That's so-"

You're ramblings were cut off by a soft and gentle but passionate kiss. Almost immediately you melted into the kiss, your problems fading away.

After a few minutes, you both pulled back from your jaw-dropping kiss, catching air. When you pulled back, both your hands were still cupped on each other's cheeks, staring at each other while you caught your breath.

As you stared at her, you smiled, everything clicking. You were bi, and most importantly, you loved Natasha.

"Did that answer everything for you?" Nat chuckled nervously.

You pecked her lips softly and put a stray hair behind her ear, "Yeah, it did."

"Y/N..." she cleared her throat and scooted back, "I-I'm in love with you."

You froze and once you saw her nervous face, you face was automatically sculpted in a grin. You jumped on her,

Natasha now laying on her back as you laid on top of her.

"I'm in love with you, too," you giggled.

She smiled as she looked up at you a bit, fixing some of your stray hairs. She cupped your cheeks and gave you a kiss that lasted a few seconds before pulling back.

She's sighed happily and gave you another peck to the lips, "You're so beautiful."

"You are more," you giggle.

It all started with a kiss.